body and a fetterless brain. I love every man who has given to every other human being every right that he claimed for himself. I love every man who has thought more of principle than he has of position. I love the men who have trampled crowns beneath their feet that they might do something for mankind.

-There is but one test by which to measure any man who has lived. Did he leave this world better than he found it? Did he leave in this world more liberty? Did he leave in this world more goodness, more humanity, than when he was born?

-The holiest temple beneath the stars is a home that love has built. And the holiest altar in all the wide world is the fireside around which gather father and mother and children.

-We sit by the fireside and see the flames and sparks fly up the chimney-everybody happy, and the cold wind and sleet beating on the window, and out on the doorstep a mother with a child on her breast, freezing. happy it makes a fireside, that beautiful contrast!

How

-The whole world doesn't move together in one life. There has to be some man to take a step forward and the people follow; and when they get where that man was, some other Titan has taken another step, and you can see him there on the great mountain of progress. That is why the world moves. There must be pioneers, and if nobody is right except he who is with the majority, then we must turn and walk toward the setting

sun.

-There is a world of political wisdom in this: "England lost her liberty in a long chain of right reasoning from wrong principles;" and there is real discrimination

in saying: "The Greeks and Romans were strongly possessed of the spirit of liberty, but not the principles, for at the time they were determined not to be slaves themselves, they employed their power to enslave the rest of mankind."

-And I believe, too, in the gospel of liberty, in giving to others what we claim for ourselves. I believe there is room everywhere for thought, and the more liberty you give away, the more you will have. In liberty extravagance is economy. generous to each other.

Let us be just.

Let us be

-A gentleman walking among the ruins of Athens came upon a fallen statue of Jupiter. Making an exceedingly low bow, he said: "O Jupiter, I salute thee.” He then added: "Should you ever get up in the world again, do not forget, I pray you, that I treated you politely while you were prostrate.

—What do you think would be the fate of agriculture depending on "the glare of volcanoes in the moon?"

-Recollect that everthing except the demonstrated truth is liable to die. That is the order of nature. Words die. Every language has a cemetery. Every now and then a word dies and a tombstone is erected, and across it is written the word "obsolete." New words are continually being born. There is a cradle in which a word is rocked. A thought is molded to a sound, and the child-word is born. And then comes a time when a word gets old and wrinkled and expressionless, and is carried mournfully to the grave, and that is the end of it.

-Penelope waiting patiently and trustfully for her lord's return, delaying her suitors, while sadly weaving

and unweaving the shroud of Lætes, is the most perfect type of wife and woman produced by the civilization of Greece.

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