on the town part, and the thither side of innocence. Man found out inventions.

Charles Lamb.

Sydney Smith's Way

LUCY, Lucy, my dear child, don't tear your frock:

tearing frocks is not of itself a proof of genius ; but write as your mother writes, act as your mother acts; be frank, loyal, affectionate, simple, honest; and then integrity or laceration of frock is of little import.

And Lucy, dear child, mind your arithmetic. You know, in the first sum of yours I ever saw, there was a mistake. You had carried two (as a cab is licensed to do), and you ought, dear Lucy, to have carried but one. Is this a trifle? What would life be without arithmetic, but a scene of horrors?

You are going to Boulogne, the city of debts, peopled by men who never understood arithmetic ; by the time you return, I shall probably have received my first paralytic stroke, and shall have lost all recollection of you; therefore I now give you my parting advice. Don't marry anybody who has not a tolerable understanding and a thousand a year; and God bless you, dear child!

Sydney Smith.

Jeremy Taylor's Way

EAR SIR,—I am in some disorder by reason of

DEAR

the death of a little child of mine. A boy that lately made me very glad, but now he rejoices in his little robe, while we sigh, and think, and long to be as safe as he is. . . .

Jeremy Taylor (to John Evelyn).

THE WISE MEN

VIXI

I have lived and I have loved;
I have waked and I have slept ;
I have sung and I have danced;
I have smiled and I have wept ;
I have won and wasted treasure;
I have had my fill of pleasure;
And all these things were weariness,
And some of them were dreariness.
And all these things-but two things
Were emptiness and pain:

And Love-it was the best of them;

And Sleep-worth all the rest of them.

L. S.

Old age is no such uncomfortable thing, if one gives oneself up to it with a good grace, and don't drag it about

To midnight dances and the public show.

If one stays quietly in one's own house in the country, and cares for nothing but oneself, scolds one's servants, condemns everything that is new, and recollects how charming a thousand things were formerly that were very disagreeable, one gets over the winters very well, and the summers get over themselves. Horace Walpole.

Indulge thy Genius while the hour's thine own :
Even while we speak, some part of it has flown.
Snatch the swift-passing good: 'twill end ere long
In dust and shadow, and an old wife's song.

Persius.

(Translated by T. L. Peacock.)

The Canon's Maxims

FOSTON, February 16th, 1820.

DEAL

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you can of those

7th. And of those

EAR LADY GEORGIANA,-. . . Nobody has suffered more from low spirits than I have done so I feel for you. Ist. Live as well as you dare. 2nd. Go into the shower-bath with a small quantity of water at a temperature low enough to give you a slight sensation of cold, 75° or 80°. 3rd. Amusing books. 4th. Short views of human life— not further than dinner or tea. 5th. Be as busy as you can. 6th. See as much as friends who respect and like you. acquaintances who amuse you. 8th. Make no secret of low spirits to your friends, but talk of them freely -they are always worse for dignified concealment. 9th. Attend to the effects tea and coffee produce upon you. 10th. Compare your lot with that of other people. 11th. Don't expect too much from human life -a sorry business at the best. 12th. Avoid poetry, dramatic representations (except comedy), music, serious novels, melancholy, sentimental people, and everything likely to excite feeling or emotion, not