The Moral System Of The Universe Is

The Superstition Of Science Scoffs At The Superstition Of Faith.

In Everyday Things The Law Of Sacrifice Takes The Form Of Positive Duty.

Beautiful Is Old Age—beautiful As The Slow-dropping Mellow Autumn Of A Rich Glorious Summer. In The Old Man, Nature Has Fulfilled Her Work; She Loads Him With Blessings; She Fills Him With The Fruits Of A Well-spent Life; And, Surrounded By His Children And His Children's Children, She Rocks Him Softly Away To A Grave, To Which He Is Followed With Blessings. God Forbid We Should Not Call It Beautiful.

Charity Is From Person To Person; And It Loses Half, Far More Than Half, Its Moral Value When The Giver Is Not Brought Into Personal Relation With Those To Whom He Gives.

The Providence That Watches Over The Affairs Of Men Works Out Of Their Mistakes, At Times, A Healthier Issue Than Could Have Been Accomplished By Their Wisest Forethought.