falling 



He seen his duty, a dead-sure thing, 

 And went for it thar and then; 



And Christ ain't agoing to be too hard 

 On a man that died for men. 



The truest and greatest heroes in life always 

 seem to me the human omnibus-horses who go 

 about their hard, toiling work day after day, with 

 all the energy and good-will they can command, 

 uncomplaining and unrewarded, even to the last, 

 when they are worn out and the end comes. 



There is said to be a pretty custom in Japan, 

 and I hope it is no fiction, that every year a selec- 

 tion is made in various districts of the girl who 

 has most distinguished herself in the practise of 

 homely virtue and domestic abnegation, and the 

 unsuspecting and modest heroine is then honored 

 and requited. 



In the present time and with us, self-advertise- 

 ment is the prevailing custom, and publicity and 

 notoriety-seeking are the bane of the age. Ad- 

 vertisement pervades all classes and all localities. 

 Neither the private life of the individual nor the 

 sanctity of the domestic hearth are free from it. 

 The most powerful monarch, the most prominent 

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