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Nowhere But In France Are People So Strictly Observant Of Great Matters And So Disdainfully Indulgent About Small Ones.

Finance, Like Time, Devours Its Own Children.

A Sick Man, Surrounded By Those Who Love Him, Nursed By Those Who Wish Earnestly That He Should Live, Will Recover (all Other Things Being Equal), When Another Patient Tended By Hirelings Will Die. Doctors Decline To See Unconscious Magnestism In This Phenomenon; For Them It Is The Result Of Intelligent Nursing, Of Exact Obedience To Their Orders; But Many A Mother Knows The Virtue Of Such Ardent Projections Of Strong, Unceasing Prayer.

Few Men Are Raised In Our Estimation By Being Too Closely Examined.

As A Rule, Only The Poor Are Generous. Rich People Can Always Find Excellent Reasons For Not Handing Over Twenty Thousand Francs To A Relative.