"_Why do you complain of your organization? Your soul was in a hurry, and made a rush for a body. There are patient spirits that have waited from eternity, and never found parents fit to be born of._--How do you know anything about all that? _Dele._ "_What sweet, smooth voices the negroes have! A hundred generations fed on bananas.--Compare them with our apple-eating-white folks!_--It won't do. Bananas came from the West Indies. "_To tell a man's temperament by his handwriting. See if the dots of his i's run ahead or not, and if they do, how far._--I've tried that--on myself. "_Marrying into some families is the next thing to being canonized._--Not so true now as twenty or thirty years ago. As many bladders, but more pins. "_Fish and dandies only keep on ice._--Who will take? Explain in note how all warmth approaching blood-heat spoils fops and flounders. "_Flying is a lost art among men and reptiles. Bats fly, and men ought to. Try a light turbine. Rise a mile straight, fall half a mile slanting,--rise half a mile straight, fall half a mile slanting, and so on. Or slant up and slant down._--Poh! You ain't such a fool as to think that is new,--are you? "Put in my telegraph project. Central station. Cables with insulated wires running to it from different quarters of the city. These form the centripetal system. From central station, wires to all the livery stables, messenger stands, provision shops, etc., etc. These form the centrifugal system. Any house may have a wire in the nearest cable at small cost. "_Do you want to be remembered after the continents have gone under, and come up again, and dried, and bred new races? Have your name stamped on all your plates and cups and saucers. Nothing of you or yours will last like those. I never sit down at my table without looking at the china service, and saying, 'Here are my monuments. That butter-dish is my urn. This soup-plate is my memorial tablet.'--No need of a skeleton at my banquets! I feed from my tombstone and read my epitaph at the bottom, of every teacup._--Good." * * * * *