We live in an ascending scale when we live happily, one thing leading to another in an endless series.

It is just this rage for consideration that has betrayed the dog into his satellite position as the friend of man. The cat, an animal of franker appetites, preserves his independence. But the dog, with one eye ever on the audience, has been wheedled into slavery, and praised and patted into the renunciation of his nature. Once he ceased hunting and became man's plate-licker, the Rubicon was crossed. Thenceforth he was a gentleman of leisure; and except the few whom we keep working, the whole race grew more and more self-conscious, mannered and affected.

Each has his own tree of ancestors, but at the top of all sits Probably Arboreal.

Benjamin Franklin went through life an altered man because he once paid too dearly for a penny whistle. My concern springs usually from a deeper source, to wit, from having bought a whistle when I did not want one.

To be idle requires a strong sense of personal identity.

Lastly (and this is, perhaps, the golden rule), no woman should marry a man who does not smoke.

Doubtless the world is quite right in a million ways; but you have to be kicked about a little to convince you of the fact.