AMONG THE BOOKS

New Zealand Herald, Volume LI, Issue 15685, 12 August 1914, Page 10

AMONG THE BOOKS

All, women are abandoned at heart, though many of them are so unlucky as never to find it out.—"Going Home," by Rex Beach.

Remember only to love all your life, in sunshine, in darkness, and in storm. If you.are ever disappointed, betrayed, wounded, outcast on.—" The Heart of the Moor," by Beatrice Chase.

To speak of "proposals" in these modern days is nonsense, anyway. Very seldom does anybody say; " Will you marry me?" Eyes just look into eyes, and there's an end of it—or, rather, tho beginning ..of, "From an Interview," by Miss Elizaboth Banks.

It is assorted that when any male member of a Macao family thinks of taking a bath, he asks his employer for three weeks' holiday. During the first week he considers and reconsiders his worthy determination to wash himself, and makes elaborate preparations for his annual ablutions. During the second week he complete? his deliberations and takes the final plunge. He spends tho third week in recovering from the effects of this unusual variation in his life's routine.— " From Russia to Siam," by Ernest Young. j

If a girl has married a real man, there are three things she must not forget: That the man is stronger than she is. That tho man is freer than she is. That tho man is moro open to flattery than 6ho is. And, as ho is stronger, .so he will break bonds which aTe irksome to him more readily. And, as he is freer, be will have more opportunity to indulgo vagrant desires. . And, as ho is more open to (lattery, so he will ho be tho easier prey of any other woman who may happen to fancy him.—" Letters to Caroline," by Elinor Glyn.

"There's no danger from her," said Forbes. " She's married now." Tuit shrugged his shoulders; " That's when a woman is most dangorous. Young girls tied to their mother's apron-strings aro risky enough, the Lord knows, but when a woman unhappily married meets on old lover who is still unmarried—humph I tho whether doesn't last long as a topic of conversation.. You como along with me." " I don't like tho idea of running away from a woman," said Forbes, You're a good enough soldier to know that there aro times when it is cowardly hot to run away,"—"What Will Pooplo Say?" by Rupert Hughes.

"A studious friend of mine, a noble, ambitious young man, who is learning some weird language on a phonetic system, informed mo that tho only advantage ho could see in the Wander Lifo was the ease with which one was able to acquir" a foreign language. To my mind its greatest joy is that it enables you to avoid doing anything of the sortA squeal and a couple of grants mean pig in every language in the world. Only squeal onough at a waiter of any nationality and you will get, pork in some form or another— form, from sucking pig to a rasher- Eajgs are harder to ask for ; yon have- to draw eggs, olhcrwißo your clocking may result in a couple of roast fowls. Coffee is less easy to ask for than one would think. I remember on one occasion—at the station buffet at Buda Pesth—throwing my head back, tilting my elbow, and gurgling. . . . And the waiter brought me a couplo of liver pills."—" Looking for Trouble," by F. • Harrii Deans.