WAIFS AND STRAYS.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume X, Issue 6, 11 February 1893, Page 128

WAIFS AND STRAYS.

It is the struggle and not the attainment that measures character.

It is easier to be critical than to be correct. A pure conscience may defy petty gossips. A bigot delights in public ridicule, for he begins to think be is a martyr.

The true way to attack vice is by setting something up against it.

There is nothing beautiful, sweet, or grand in life, but in its mysteries. I'he sentiments which agitate us most strongly are enveloped in obscurity.

Modesty, virtuous love, sincere friendship, all have their secrets, with which the world must not be made acquainted. ‘ My nephew is not content with a gig,’ says Mrs Rainsbotham, * but he gets two horses, puts one before the other, and drives about the country in a tantrum.’ Infancy is happy only, because it as yet knows nothing ; age is miserable, because it has nothing more to learn. Happily for it, when the mysteries of life are ending, those of death begin.

Some heartless wretch caught two cats, tied them by their tails, and flung them into the cellar of a church. The residents of the vicinity beard the noise the animals made, bat thought it was the choir rehearsing.

They talk about ‘ the good old times,’ The by-gone joys we miss; But had we lived to know lhem We’d all be dead ere this.