life joy and harmony in it as there would be in a jungle picnic of monkeys and parrots.  There is just one place where large families can dwell together peaceably—­the grave-yard.  It is contrary to natural law that families of grown ups, should live together.  When a cub bear is old enough, big enough to hunt for food, and comes back after he once goes out, his mother gives him a mauling that makes him feel he would rather starve than come back again.  Does she love him?  Of course she loves him to the limit of her instinct, loves him to the point of pride that she wants him to be a brave, daring, self-reliant master of the forest.  When the whelps of a lion get to be more than playful kittens, the mother leads them into the jungle, slips away, leaving them to hunt.  The young lions may return to the old home, but their father and mother have moved away to a distant den.  To evolve their natures, to become supreme denizens of the forest they must rely upon their own prowess.  Take the eagle, when the mother eagle by instinct knows the wings of her babies have become strong enough to support their bodies, she pushes them out of the eyrie.  They fly, or will be dashed to death on the rocks.  They always fly.  But you say human beings are not bears, lions, or eagles.  Well, humans could well afford to attend the Nature College of the wild animals of the woods, to learn the ethics of health, happiness and the development of the individual.

Treat your relatives royally, then let them alone.  Keep out of their affairs, try to keep them out of your affairs.  Be kind, generous, sympathetic.  But keep out of the danger zone.  Insist upon living by yourself, living your own life, thinking your own thoughts, playing your part in life’s drama.  Parents wish they could hold their children, the way to hold them is to let go of them.  If you love them you will let go.  Love is unselfish.  God sent His only Son on the loneliest journey ever taken, and He came back crowned with glory.  God can live with lots of people you and I can’t.  Abraham amounted to something, God said to him:  “Get thee out.”  “And he went out, not knowing whither.”  He staid until he became the head of a people as numberless and brilliant as the stars of the heaven.  But Isaac hung around home, lived on his father’s greatness, and the only real thing he did that was worth while was to re-dig some wells his father had dug before him.  The first time he saw his sweetheart Rebecca, whom another man had to go and get for him, he lifted up his voice and cried like a boob.  He had become soft on the mutton and grape juice of his father.  Tender little doves flit around the home cote, but the eagle sweeps from sun to sun.  Anyhow, in these modern days children are very largely bringing up their parents.

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To kill a quarrel, shut your mouth.

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There is a world of sense in the saying; “Sell your hammer and buy a horn.”