o dispel the Dreyfus gloom."

* * * * *

Irate Mother-in-law (to son-in-law about to marry second wife),--"Is
this the way you treat my daughter, lying in the dark grave?"

"Only striking a match to see into it."

* * * * *

Out of the loins of pride and avarice comes the innocent child. Why is
this? It cannot be chance. It means something. When we discover what
that something is we shall remain innocent.

* * * * *

Greed grasps while poverty gasps.

* * * * *

The agony of despair breeds the monster, 'Human Hate.'

* * * * *

The man who refuses to lend to the Lord distrusts the security.

* * * * *

The blood of the pauper shall smear the couch of the indolent.

* * * * *

The sweat of the poor, frozen into gold, gilds the rich man's purse.

* * * * *

The time must come when the dragon's teeth, sown by the rich, will bring
forth a harvest of cold steel.

* * * * *

Mother in the kitchen at the wash tub. Daughter in the parlor at the
piano. Quite proper; its a case of rub-a-dub-dub.

* * * * *

Why came we here? By blind chance or design? The books are full of
guesses, half-truths and lies. We only know that we are here. From
whence we came and whither we go is the problem. Being here, our highest
endeavors should be to do some little good. Then close our eyes and wait
for the answer. We can find it in no other way.

* * * * *

Man and misery are not twins but father and son.

* * * * *

The woman to whom temptation never came cannot be said to be virtuous.

* * * * *

The blast of the golden bugle shall not always drown the wail of the
poor.

* * * * *

When faults lie thick and die, the crop of good deeds to follow will be
the greater.

* * * * *

A priest at ten thousand a year is a monument erected over the grave of
Christianity.

* * * * *

The cry of the child for bread reaches further into the universe than
peans sung to kings.

* * * * *

When Eve