... And What Good Is A Baby?

... And What Good Is A Baby?

When I Came To Know Mrs. Marcet Personally; How Often I Cast My Thoughts Backward, Delighting To Connect The Past And The Present; How Often, When Sending A Paper To Her As A Thank You Offering, I Thought Of My First Instructress.

Speculations? I Have None. I Am Resting On Certainties.

Occasionally And Frequently The Exercise Of The Judgment Ought To End In Absolute Reservation. It May Be Very Distasteful, And Great Fatigue, To Suspend A Conclusion; But As We Are Not Infallible, So We Ought To Be Cautious; We Shall Eventually Find Our Advantage, For The Man Who Rests In His Position Is Not So Far From Right As He Who, Proceeding In A Wrong Direction, Is Ever Increasing His Distance.

With Respect To Committees As You Would Perceive I Am Very Jealous Of Their Formation. I Mean Working Committees. I Think Business Is Always Better Done By Few Than By Many.