tunes.

222.--Few persons on the first approach of age do not show wherein their
body, or their mind, is beginning to fail.

223.--Gratitude is as the good faith of merchants: it holds commerce
together; and we do not pay because it is just to pay debts, but because
we shall thereby more easily find people who will lend.

224.--All those who pay the debts of gratitude cannot thereby flatter
themselves that they are grateful.

225.--What makes false reckoning, as regards gratitude, is that the
pride of the giver and the receiver cannot agree as to the value of the
benefit.

["The first foundation of friendship is not the power of conferring
benefits, but the equality with which they are received, and may be
returned."--Junius's Letter To The King.]

226.--Too great a hurry to discharge of an obligation is a kind of
ingratitude.

227.--Lucky people are bad hands at correcting their faults; they always
believe that they are right when fortune backs up their vice or folly.

["The power of fortune is confessed only by the miserable, for the happy
impute all their success to prudence and merit."--Swift, Thoughts On
Various Subjects]

228.--Pride will not owe, self-love will not pay.

229.--The good we have received from a man should make us excuse the
wrong he does us.

230.--Nothing is so infectious as example, and we never do great good or
evil without producing the like. We imitate good actions by emulation,
and bad ones by the evil of our nature, which shame imprisons until
example liberates.

231.--It is great folly to wish only to be wise.

232.--Whatever pretext we give to our afflictions it is always interest
or vanity that causes them.

233.--In afflictions there are various kinds of hypocrisy. In one, under
the pretext of weeping for one dear to us we bemoan ourselves; we
regret her good opinion of us, we deplore the loss of our comfort, our
pleasure, our consideration. Thus the dead have the credit of tears
shed for the living. I affirm 'tis a kind of hypocrisy which in these
afflictions deceives itself. There is another kind not so innocent
because it imposes on all the world, that is the grief of those who
aspire to the glory of a noble and immortal sorrow. After Time,
which absorbs all, has obliterated what sorrow they had, they still
obstinately obtrude their tears, their sighs their groans, they wear a
solemn face, and try to persuade others by all their acts, that the