Haven’t yu ever seen a little child tri tew pik up four apples with its little hands at once, and spill at least two ov them? Men are konstantly trieing the same game, with the same kind ov suckcess. One way tew define love iz, that it makes us pheal phunny and akt phoolish. Love feeds on hopes and fears, and, like the chameleon, takes its color from what it feeds on. Silence makes but phew blunders, and thoze it kan easily korrekt. Thare iz hardly enny man so wicked but that he respekts virtew for the protekshun it affords him. The further advances a man makes in knowledge, the less satisfied he iz with what he knows. Gallantry may possibly be defined az the politeness ov flattery. My yung friend, don’t forgit one thing--however cunning yu may be, the eazyest man in all the world for yu tew cheat iz yureself. Az good a way az i kno ov tew git at enny man’s honesty, iz tew divide what he claims tew hav by four, and then guess at what’s left. The text which haz been most preached from by the human family iz vanity. Thare are az menny old phools in this world az yung ones, and the old ones are the sillyest. The publik judge ov a man by his suckcess. Avarice eats up everything, even ekonemy. Hope iz a blind guide, but whare will you find a better one? I like a wide-awake christian, one whoze virtew has got some kayenne pepper in it. Indolence may not be a crime, but it iz liable tew be at enny time. I am satisfied thare is more imaginary trouble in this world than real. Most ov us, when we repent ov our sins, think it iz a change ov heart, when in fakt, it iz only a fear ov punishment. I hav sumtimes thought that the man with menny vices, was safer than with one, for the menny vices often wear each other out, while the one wears the man out. Thare iz a time for all things, thare is a time tew pray, and thare iz a time to say _amen_, rool up yure sleeves and pitch in. “_Reform! Reform!_” this iz too often the watchword ov mere charlatans. Thare iz but very phew men whoze wisdum lasts them their lives out. Thare iz hipokrits in vice az well az in virtew; i have seen men affekt the rake and the roue, whoze best holt waz the katekism. It iz hard work for us tew luv a man who haz no faults nor failings. He who sues for suckcess don’t git it so often az he who demands it. Suckcess iz a coquet, and a bashful lover never wins her. No woman yet waz ever satisfied to be a prude, who could be a suckcessfull coquet. Flattery iz just like cheeze, or ennything else we deal in, the supply is alwus regulated bi the demand. If all the vanity should leave this world, haff the virtew would go with it; thare iz no telling how menny ov us are simply proud ov our various virtews. Blood ain’t nothing, munny and clothes iz what tells. The things in this world that are the best done show the least sighns ov labour, yet they are the most diffikult to do; the reason ov this iz, bekauze they are so natral.