. Reveille . o be conscious of none.—(nrlyh. ;-!—. alTable and conrleons getitlenian.—Taming:; of tlie .Shreie. 1 )i:\,iss—llis leaned to virtues side.—Dryiien. DrcKKtr—.Mine own llioughts are my com])anions.—Pitein. Il.\\xi;s—I to myself am dearer llian a frienut wliat as yet I knmv not.—Ot/(/. LuNN—With various reachn^s stored liis em])ty skull.—Rosciad. McCenkv—And I am something curious, being strange.—Otiicllo. Xi;\v.\i.\N—\\h\. hes a man of wax.—Roinco. :—\Miat shadows we are.—Burke. —I was never less alone than when with myself.—Gihbou. —I
. Reveille . o be conscious of none.—(nrlyh. ;-!—. alTable and conrleons getitlenian.—Taming:; of tlie .Shreie. 1 )i:\,iss—llis leaned to virtues side.—Dryiien. DrcKKtr—.Mine own llioughts are my com])anions.—Pitein. Il.\\xi;s—I to myself am dearer llian a frienut wliat as yet I knmv not.—Ot/(/. LuNN—With various reachn^s stored liis em])ty skull.—Rosciad. McCenkv—And I am something curious, being strange.—Otiicllo. Xi;\v.\i.\N—\\h\. hes a man of wax.—Roinco. :—\Miat shadows we are.—Burke. —I was never less alone than when with myself.—Gihbou. —Ill forth and —Troilus and Crrsstda. —Every one is the son of his own works.—Ccriviitrs. \s—Im little, but Im loud.—Modern Play. Ti; —Wit is the salt of conversation, not the food.—Harjlilf. Wiirrv:—The measure of life is not length, but honesty.—Pnricrh. 150. Im Capii Kidd. Ihc pirate:Im jiiNt llu- wiirstcst man What ever sailed across the sea(Jr worked upon the lanil. Ive tjot a make-heHeve ])ist(ilAnd a dreat bij^ awful knile ; And T just sail round and holler money or \our lite. An all the trees and bushesArc scared alnios to deaf; An all the frogs and fishesAre fraid to flraw their breaf. For I make tend the\ re jieople— Its lots of fun ! And soVan neednt tjet the least bit seared Its all iiuikc tend, \ou know. C. S. R i=;i The Way of the World The citys streets were slippery with a coat of snow and sleet;A wintry wind so cold and fierce went howlinjj down the street:The arc-lij;hts flashed and trcmhled, and the hurryint; passershy,Seemed most afraid and Inoked half mund as if a t^host were nigh. A passing^ cabman lashed his horse anil liastened thrcingh the thoughts of home and wife and child, and bed so soft and night sped on; the streets were bare except their coal of not a soul save those co
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