30 ． Address To His Troops The time is now near at hand which must probably determine whether Americans are to be freemen or slaves; whether they are to have any property they can call their own; whether their houses and farms are to be pillaged an...
29 ． The Angler How comforting it is to see a cheerful and contented old age; and to behold a poor fellow, like this, after being tempest-tost through life, safely moored in a snug and quiet harbour in the evening of his days ! His happiness, how-...
28 ． Hints For Those That Would Be Rich The Use of Money is all the Advantage there is in having Money. For ￡ 6 a Year you may have the Use of ￡ 100 if you are a Man of known Prudence and Honesty. He that spends a Groat a day idly, spends idly a...
27 ． An Important Aspect Of College Life It is perfectly possible to organize the life of our colleges in such a way that students and teachers alike will take part in it; in such a way that a perfectly natural daily intercourse will be established...
26 ． Asummer Day One day thirty years ago Marseilles lay in the burning sun. A blazing non upon a fierce August day was no greater rarity in southern France then than at any other time before or since. Every-tiring in Marseiiles and about Marseille...
25 ． Letter to Mrs. Bixby(1) Mrs. Bixby, Boston, Massachusetts, Dear Madam, I have been shown in the files of the War Department(3) a statement of the Adjutant General of Massachusetts that you are the mother of five sons who have died gloriously o...
24 ． I Remember, I Remember I remember, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping m at morn(1); He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day,(2) But now I often wish the night Had borne my brea...
23 ． April Days Days(1) of witchery, subtly sweet, When every hill and tree finds heart(2), When winter and spring like lovers meet In the mist of noon and part -- In the April days. Nights; when the wood frogs faintly peep(3) Once -- twice -- and...
A wet Sunday in a country inn ! Whoever has had the luck to experience one(1) can alone judge of(2) my situation. The rain pattered against the casements; the bells tolled for church with a melancholy sound. I went to the windows in quest of somethi...
A little Scotch boy was sitting in his grandmother's kit- chen. He was watching the red flames in the wide open fire- place and quietly wondering about the causes of things. In- deed, he was always wondering and always wanting to know. Grandma, he p...
