Take two men of similar constitution at the age of twenty-five; let one live in London and enjoy a regular sort of club life; send the other to some rural district, preposterously called 'salubrious.' Look at these men when they have both reached the age of forty-five.

The London man has preserved his figure: the rural man has a paunch.

The London man has an interesting delicacy of complexion: the face of the rural man is coarse-grained and perhaps jowly." A third axiom was, "Don't be a family man; nothing ages one like matrimonial felicity and paternal ties.

Never multiply cares, and pack up your life in the briefest compass you can.

Why add to your carpet-bag of troubles the contents of a lady's imperials and bonnet-boxes, and the travelling _fourgon_ required by the nursery?
Shun ambition: it is so gouty.