e adds this qualification, "if it be found in the way of
righteousness." Old people form a natural aristocracy, and to be
ranked among them may be recommended to all who have an ambition to
close their lives well up in the world.

For a picture of an old man in this enviable state of mind take
Cornaro. In his eighty-third year we find him congratulating himself
that in all probability he "had still a series of years to live in
health and spirits and to enjoy this beautiful world, which is indeed
beautiful to those who know how to make it so." Even at ninety-five he
wrote of himself as "sound and hearty, contented and cheerful." "At
this age," he says, "I enjoy at once two lives: one terrestrial, which
I possess in fact; the other celestial, which I possess in thought;
and this thought is equal to actual enjoyment, when founded on things
we are sure to attain, as I am sure to attain that celestial life,
through the infinite mercy and goodness of God."

Jeremy Bentham, who lived to be eighty-five, retained to the last the
fresh and cheerful temperament of a boy. John Wesley, who died when he
was eighty-eight, also had a happy disposition. "I feel and grieve,"
he says, "but by the grace of God I fret at nothing." Goethe, who
reached his eighty-third year, is another good example. Then there is
Boerhaave, one of the most celebrated physicians of modern times, who
held that decent mirth is the salt of life. Indeed in the case of most
old people, we believe it will be found that cheerfulness is one of
their leading characteristics.

* * * * *

The recent death of Mr. Beecher, who with his splendid constitution
ought to have lived twenty years longer, illustrates the principles of
hygiene which he blindly disregarded. For years he was threatened with
the form of death that seized him, and came near a fatal attack some
years ago in Chicago while delivering a lecture. Men of a strong
animal nature, hearty eaters, and restless workers, making great use
of the brain, are liable to such attacks. If Mr. Beecher had observed
ordinary prudence, and had a little scientific magnetic treatment, he
would never have had an apoplectic attack; but he was commonplace in
thought. He went the old way, and died as short-sighted men die. He
had read my "Anthropology," and told me he kept it in his library, but
its thought did not enter into his life.

JUSTICE TO THE INDIANS.

BY JOHN BEESON.

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