How did the snail teach you, Tommy ?" "I saw it crawl up the wall little by little," replied the boy.

"It did not stop nor turn back, but went on, and on; and I thought I would do the same with the poem.

So I learned it little by little, and did not give up.

By the time the snail reached the top of the wall, I had learned the whole poem." "I may here impart the secret of what is called good and bad luck," said Addison.

"There are men who, supposing Providence to have an implacable spite against them, bemoan in the poverty of old age the misfortunes of their lives.