...crystal and hearts would lose all their merit in the world if it were not for their fragility.

O woman! in our hours of ease Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou!

Saint George and the Dragon!-Bonny Saint George for Merry England!-The castle is won!

The race of mankind would perish did they cease to aid each other. We cannot exist without mutual help. All therefore that need aid have a right to ask it from their fellow-men; and no one who has the power of granting can refuse it without guilt.

War is the only game in which both sides lose.

"Charge, Chester, charge! on, Stanley, on!" Were the last words of Marmion.

Chess is a sad waste of brains.