If One Shed Tears, They Must Be

American Politics Is A Struggle, Not Of Men But Of Forces. The Men Become Every Year More And More Creatures Of Force, Massed About Central Power Houses.

Accident Counts For As Much In Companionship As In Marriage.

What A Vast Fraternity It Is,--that Of 'hearts That Ache.' For The Last Three Months It Has Seemed To Me As Though All Society Were Coming To Me, To Drop Its Mask For A Moment And Initiate Me Into The Mystery. How We Do Suffer! And We Go On Laughing; For, As A Practical Joke At Our Expense, Life Is A Success.

The President May Indeed In One Respect Resemble The Commander Of An Army In Peace, But In Another And More Essential Sense He Resembles The Commander Of A Ship At Sea. He Must Have A Helm To Grasp, A Course To Steer, A Port To Seek. He Must Sooner Or Later Be Convinced That A Perpetual Calm Is As Little To His Purpose As A Perpetual Hurricane, And That Without Headway The Ship Can Arrive Nowhere.

A New Friend Is Always A Miracle, But At Thirty-three Years Old, Such A Bird Of Paradise Rising In The Sage-brush Was An Avatar. One Friend In A Lifetime Is Much; Two Are Many; Three Are Hardly