ng life's
necessities. The egotism of mankind grows constantly stronger; all are
in haste to become rich, that thus they may enjoy life before its little
span is spent. What has become of the youths exuberant in strength, who
once were wont to set out, all jubilant with song, in their heyday of
freedom, to revel in nature and bathe their lungs in its balsamic
atmosphere--to return strengthened to their sleep at early evening, and
who really sought to retain their health? They who were the pride of
their parents, the joy of their sisters, the blissful hope of a waiting
bride. Can we recognize such in the average youth of today,--the citizen
of the tomorrow--these effigies of men, degraded by the demons of
alcohol and nicotine, by the gambling passion, and by the company of
loose women, into dissipated dissolute invalids unwholesome in
themselves and a menace to the race?

Let us pass on rather to the gentler sex.

Where are the sprightly, modest maidens with cheeks rosy with healthy
blood, graceful in figure with well developed forms--the chaste, pure
spirit shining in their eyes, with witchery and common sense combined?
Where are the fathers and mothers whose good fortune it is to possess
such children as these? Can it be that they should deem these
caricatures of fashion worthy of their fond desire?--these whose days
are spent in idling, who find their pleasure in the streets, the shops,
the theatres and the like they term "society?"

Those men are old at forty years.

Those youths too often die at twenty, dissipated wrecks, holding as a
mere ceremony the marriage they expect eventually to consummate; or
married, now and then produce a single child that had far better never
have been born.

What of those mothers who cannot nourish their own offspring, but fain
would make shift with all imaginable unnatural substitutes and bring up
children in whom a predisposition to disease has already been born?

Oh nature! High and mighty mistress! A bitter penalty dost thou exact
from these thine erring progeny.

And rightly so.

Cruelly plain dost thou stamp thy mark on the tiny brow of the unborn
child to mark in what degree its parents have departed from thine
eternal ways of truth.

When a great man, recently, in his address before the body of a famous
university, solemnly asserted that mankind is growing better, day by
day, he must have had before his inner eye fair visions of a future
race--the Future of Truth, wh