That "fatal murmur" which is heard in the upper lobes of the lungs in the first stages of consumption, often follows depressed spirits after some great misfortune or sorrow.

Victims of suicide are almost always in a depressed state from exhausted vitality, loss of nervous energy, dyspepsia, worry, anxiety, trouble, or grief.
"Mirth is God's medicine," says a wise writer; "everybody ought to bathe in it.

Grim care, moroseness, anxiety--all the rust of life, ought to be scoured off by the oil of mirth." It is better than emery.

Every man ought to rub himself with it.

A man without mirth is like a wagon without springs, in which one is caused disagreeably to jolt by every pebble over which it runs.