Oh! The Good Times When We Were

Without Reflecting That This Is The Only Moment In Which You Can Study Character," Said The Count; "on The Steps Of The Scaffold Death Tears Off The Mask That Has Been Worn Through Life, And The Real Visage Is Disclosed.

Darling, Replied Valentine, Has Not The Count Just Told Us That All Human Wisdom Was Contained In These Two Words,- "wait And Hope"?

It Is The Infirmity Of Our Nature Always To Believe Ourselves Much More Unhappy Than Those Who Groan By Our Sides!

Starvation!" Exclaimed The Abbe, Springing From His Seat. "why, The Vilest Animals Are Not Suffered To Die By Such A Death As That. The Very Dogs That Wander Houseless And Homeless In The Streets Find Some Pitying Hand To Cast Them A Mouthful Of Bread; And That A Man, A Christian, Should Be Allowed To Perish Of Hunger In The Midst Of Other Men Who Call Themselves Christians, Is Too Horrible For Belief. Oh, It Is Impossible - Utterly Impossible!

On What Slender Threads Do Life And Fortune Hang.