Nowhere in this country, from sea to sea, does nature comfort us with such assurance of plenty, such rich and tranquil beauty as in those unsung, unpainted hill 5 of Pennsylvania.

North and South were equally confident that God was on their side, and appealed incessantly to Him.

Reform is born of need, not pity. No vital movement of the people has worked down, for good or evil; fermented, instead, carried up theheaving, cloggy mass."

These great turning-days of life cast no shadow before, slip by unconsciously. Only a trifle, a little turn of the rudder, and the ship goes to heaven or hell.

Young people have come to look upon war as a kind of beneficent deity, which . . . develops patriotism and courage. But it is only fair, too, to let them know that the garments of the deity are filthy and that some of her influences debase and befoul.