City. The Illinois figures, which show more than twice as many in the second column as are in the first column, speak very pertinently for the growth of Chicago as a center of attraction for people of "Who's Who" characteristics." (For a far more elaborate analysis of college statistics, the reader is referred to "Within College Walls" by Chas. F. Thwing, Pres. Western Reserve University.) THOUGHT POTPOURRI. Thought is deeper than all speech; What unto themselves was taught. My Country 'tis of thee, Of thee I sing: Land where my fathers died, Land of the pilgrim's pride, From every mountain side Let freedom ring. Samuel F. Smith. We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not breaths; In feelings, not in figures on a dial. We should count time by heart-throbs. He most lives Who thinks most, feels the noblest, acts the best.-Phillip J. Bailey. England may as well dam up the waters of the Nile with bulrushes as to fetter the step of Freedom, more proud and firm, in this youthful land, than where she treads the sequestered glens of Scotland, or couches herself among the mountains of Switzerland. A sacred burden is this life ye bear, Fail not for sorrow, falter not for sin, -Lydia Maria Child. But onward, upward, till the goal ye win.-Frances Anne Kemble. For of all sad words of tongue or pen, The saddest are these: "It might have been!" -John Greenleaf Whittier. The hand that rounded Peter's dome, And groined the aisles of Christian Rome, Wrought in a sad sincerity; Himself from God he could not free; He builded better than he knew ; The conscious stones to beauty grew.-Ralph Waldo Emerson Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating, Funeral marches to the grave.-Henry W. Longfellow. Measure your mind's height by the shade it casts. That men may rise on stepping-stones -Robert Browning. Of their dead selves to higher things.-Alfred Tennyson. Yes, child of suffering, thou mayest well be sure, -Oliver Wendell Holmes. Be noble! and the nobleness that lies In other men, sleeping, but never dead, Will rise in majesty to meet thine own.—James Russell Lowell. In Winter when the dismal rain Came down in slanting lines, And Wind, that grand old harper, smote His thunder-harp of pines.-Alexander Smith. A song to the oak, the brave old oak, Who hath ruled in the greenwood long.-H. F. Croley. But whether on the scaffold high Or in the battle's van, The fittest place where man can die Is where he dies for man!-Michael J. Barry. Two souls with but a single thought, Two hearts that beat as one.-Maria Lovell. I love it I love it, and who shall dare To chide me for loving that old arm-chair!-Eliza Cook. A babe in the house is a well-spring of pleasure. Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! E'en though it be a cross Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to Thee, -Martin F. Tupper. Nearer to Thee!-Sarah Flower Adams. I am very lonely now, Mary, For the poor make no new friends; But O, they love the better still; The few our Father sends.-Lady Dufferin. Two hands upon the breast, And labour 's done: Two pale feet crossed in rest, The race is won.-Dinah M. Muloch. No greater grief than to remember days Of joy when misery is at hand.-Dante Alighieri. As when, O lady mine, With chisell'd touch The stone unhewn and cold Becomes a living mould, The more the marble wastes The more the statue grows.-Michael Angelo. Life is short and the art long.-Hippocrates. Though the mills of God grind slowly, yet they grind exceeding Though with patience He stands waiting, with exactness grinds Count that day lost whose low descending sun Views from thy hand no worthy action done.-Staniford. And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees.-Cowper. Taught by that power that pities me, "Tis education forms the common mind: Just as the twig is bent the tree's inclined.-Pope. There buds the promise of celestial worth.-Young. I have a soul that, like an ample shield, Can take in all, and verge enough for more.-Dryden. For all a rhetorician's rules Teach nothing but to name his tools.-Butler. Or, if Virtue feeble were, Heaven itself would stoop to her.-Milton. Morality is but the vestibule of religion.-Chapin. The morality of some people is in remnants,-never enough to make a coat.-Joubert. Soft moonlight and tender love harmonize together wonderfully. The cold, chaste moon, the queen of heaven's bright aisles. -Shelley. If money goes before, all ways do lie open.-Shakespeare. All men would be master of others, and no man is lord of himself. Hypocrisy is the necessary burden of villainy.-Johnson. If Satan ever laughs, it must be at hypocrites; they are the greatest dupes he has.-Colton. Humility is the solid foundation of all the virtues.—Confucius. Humbleness is always grace, always dignity.-Lowell. Humility is the first of the virtues for other people.-Holmes. Fidelity is the sister of justice.-Horace. Trust reposed in noble natures obliges them the more.-Dryden. A flatterer is the shadow of a fool.-Sir Thomas Overbury. Of all wild beasts, preserve me from a tyrant; and of all tamea flatterer.-Ben. Jonson. THE ARCHITECTURE OF EXPRESSION. When a mechanic builds a gate, he puts in a brace extending from the lower corner next the hinge, to the opposite upper corner, and the purpose of that brace is to prevent the gate from sagging downwards. What would you think of a mechanic who put that brace in from the upper hinge to the lower corner opposite, as if to keep the gate from sagging upward? Well, that is the way many people build their sentences. They brace up the subject and predicate with pronouns, adverbial clauses, and all sorts of thought material, thrown into the structure in such a way as to indicate that the proposition was likely to sag in almost any direction, except where the gravitating force of the argument should incline it to rest. Now, there are well established principles on which to construct our thought-houses, and any violation of these principles betrays the artisan, and brands him as an idea-tinker, or sort of thought-cobbler, incapable of doing creditable work in the temple of the mind. Many good authors occasionally get a stick of verbal timber in wrong way around, and in quoting some of these as examples, it is not intended to expose that author's ignorance of expressional architecture, but rather his inattention, amounting, at least, to a mild degree of carelessness. The ornamental features of composition admit of more variation, according to taste; still, much that is good might be a little better. A moulding may look well wrong side up, but it looks still better right side up. Mistakes, like sins, are not all equally heinous. It is our purpose to give, under the above caption, numerous illustrations of the structural principles involved in expressing the best thoughts of the best thinkers, stipulating in advance, that to be classed as best thinkers, they must think clear |