Sixty deaf men hold their ears; sixty ill-conditioned men hold their hearts.

Habit with them is all the test of truth; it must be right, they've done it from their youth.

And thus they go on to the end of their term of life, full of their own fixed ideas, with their eyes full of beams and jaundices and darkness and death.

Some people think that we take up too much of our time with newspapers in our day, and that, if things go on as they are going, we shall soon have neither time nor taste for anything else but half a dozen papers a day.

But all that depends on the conditions with which we read.