He who hears the rippling of rivers in these degenerate days will not utterly despair.

In sane moments we regard only the facts, the case that is.

What a battle a man must fight everywhere to maintain his standing army of thoughts, and march with them in orderly array throughthe always hostile country! How many enemies there are to sane thinking! Every soldier has succumbed to them before he enlists for those other battles.

Certainly, we do not need to be soothed and entertained always like children. He who resorts to the easy novel, because he is languid, does no better than if he took a nap.

What a fool he must be who thinks that his El Dorado is anywhere but where he lives.

For my part, I could easily do without the post-office. I think that there are very few important communications made through it.

I see in many places little barberry bushes just come up densely in the cow-dung, like young apple trees, the berries having been eaten by the cows. Here they find manure and an open space for the first year at least, when they are not choked by grass or weeds. In this way, evidently, many of these clumps of barberries are commenced.