Contempt Is Egotism In Ill- Humor.

No Voice; But Oh - The Silence Sank Like Music On My Heart.

False Doctrine Does Not Necessarily Make A Man A Heretic, But An Evil Heart Can Make Any Doctrine Heretical.

Why Is It That So Many Of Us Persist In Thinking That Autumn Is A Sad Season? Nature Has Merely Fallen Asleep, And Her Dreams Must Be Beautiful If We Are To Judge By Her Countenance.

Let Every Book-worm, When In Any Fragrant, Scarce Old Tome, He Discovers A Sentence, A Story, An Illustration, That Does His Heart Good, Hasten To Give It The Widest Circulation That Newspapers And Magazines, Penny And Halfpenny, Can Afford.

That Gracious Thing, Made Up Of Tears And Light.