scoffs at such silly, childish visions of glory. He has got both feet loose from the ideal.

About this time he reminds me of Pat’s horse, which up and died just as Pat had got him well trained to live on sawdust.

Man dies for no reason except that he educates himself to live on earth instead of in heaven, with babes and idealistic fools.

Of course, every man has a right to make his choice of associates and places. But by and by, we are all going to be wise enough to choose childhood and a good circulation.

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