As it takes a diamond to cut and shape a diamond, so there are faults so obstinate that they can be worn away only by life-long contact with similar faults in those we love.

Learn the virtue of action.  Who inquires whether momentum comes from mass or velocity?  But velocity has this advantage; it depends on ourselves.

The grass is green after these October rains, because in the July drought it struck deep roots.

MISERIES.

No. 1.

Did you ever try to eat a peach elegantly and gracefully?  Of course you have.  Show me a man who has not tried the experiment, when under the restraint of human surveillance, and I shall look upon him as a curiosity.  There is no fruit, certainly, which has so fair and alluring an exterior; but few content themselves with feasting their eyes upon it.  How fresh and ripe it looks as it lies upon the plate, with its rosy cheek turned temptingly upward!  How cool and soft is the downy skin to the touch!  And the fragrance, so suggestive of its rich, delicious flavor, who can resist?  Ah, unhappy wight!  Bitterly you shall repent your rashness.  Any other fruit can be eaten with comparative ease and politeness; a peach was evidently intended only to be looked at, or enjoyed beneath your own tree, where no eye may watch and criticize your motions.

I see you, in imagination, at a party, standing in the middle of the room, plate in hand, regarding your peach as if it were some great natural curiosity.  A sudden jog of your elbow compels you to a succession of most dexterous balancings as your heavy peach rolls from side to side, knocks down your knife, and threatens to plunge after it when you stoop to regain it.  You look distractedly round for a table, but all are occupied.  Even the corner of the mantel-shelf holds a plate, and you enviously see the owner thereof leaning carelessly against the chimney, and looking placidly round upon his less fortunate companions.  You glance at the different groups to see if any one else is in your most unenviable predicament.  Ah, yes!  Yonder stands a gentleman worse off yet, for, in addition to your perplexities, he is talking with a young, laughing girl, who is watching his movements, with a merry twinkle in her bright eyes.  He evidently wishes to astonish her by his dexterity, and disappoint her roguish expectations.  He holds his plate firmly in his left hand, and proceeds, at once, to cut his peach in halves.  Deuce take the blunt silver knife!  The tough skin resists its pressure.  The knife and plate clash loudly together; the peach is bounding and rolling at the very feet of the young lady, who is in an ecstasy of laughter.  Ah! she herself has no small resemblance to a peach, fair, beautiful, and attractive without, and, I sadly fear, with a hard heart beneath.