Some of these he glanced through dubiously, finding little comfort in them; but one made him smile.

Then he shook his head ruefully indeed, and ruefully began to read it.

It was written on paper stamped "Hood Sanitarium," and bore the title, "Leisure." A man may keep a quiet heart at seventy miles an hour, but not if he is running the train.

Nor is the habit of contemplation a useful quality in the stoker of a foundry furnace; it will not be found to recommend him to the approbation of his superiors.

For a profession adapted solely to the pursuit of happiness in thinking, I would choose that of an invalid: his money is time and he may spend it on Olympus.