The Happiest Women, Like The Happiest Nations,

Life Is Measured By The Rapidity Of Change, The Succession Of Influences That Modify The Being.

Man Finds His Pathways: At First They Were Foot-tracks, As Those Of The Beast In The Wilderness; Now They Are Swift And Invisible: His Thought Dives Through The Ocean, And His Wishes Thread The Air: Has He Found All The Pathways Yet? What Reaches Him, Stays With Him, Rules Him: He Must Accept It, Not Knowing Its Pathway.

The Pride Of The Body Is A Barrier Against The Gifts That Purify The Soul.

To The Receptive Soul The River Of Life Pauseth Not, Nor Is Diminished.

It Is A Common Enough Case, That Of A Man Being Suddenly Captivated By A Woman Nearly The Opposite Of His Ideal.