and islands of
the blessed bloom in more than Hyperian beauty."

It is thus that friends and neighbours should live. This is the right
way. To aid in the creation of such true harmony among men, has the book
now in your hand, reader, been compiled. May the truths that glisten on
its pages be clearly reflected in your mind; and the errors it points
out be shunned as the foes of yourself and humanity.

CONTENTS.

GOOD IN ALL
HUMAN PROGRESS
MY WASHERWOMAN
FORGIVE AND FORGET
OWE NO MAN ANYTHING
RETURNING GOOD FOR EVIL
PUTTING YOUR HAND IN YOUR NEIGHBOUR'S POCKET
KIND WORDS
NEIGHBOURS' QUARRELS
GOOD WE MIGHT DO
THE TOWN LOT
THE SUNBEAM AND THE RAINDROP
A PLEA FOR SOFT WORDS
MR. QUERY'S INVESTIGATIONS
ROOM IN THE WORLD
WORDS
THE THANKLESS OFFICE.
LOVE
"EVERY LITTLE HELPS"
LITTLE THINGS
CARELESS WORDS
HOW TO BE HAPPY
CHARITY--ITS OBJECTS
THE VISION OF BOATS
REGULATION OF THE TEMPER
MANLY GENTLENESS
SILENT INFLUENCE
ANTIDOTE FOR MELANCHOLY
THE SORROWS OF A WEALTHY CITIZEN
"WE'VE ALL OUR ANGEL SIDE"
BLIND JAMES
DEPENDENCE
TWO RIDES WITH THE DOCTOR
KEEP IN STEP
JOHNNY COLE
THE THIEF AND HIS BENEFACTOR
JOHN AND MARGARET GREYLSTON
THE WORLD WOULD BE THE BETTER FOR IT
TWO SIDES TO A STORY
LITTLE KINDNESSES
LEAVING OFF CONTENTION BEFORE IT BE MEDDLED WITH
"ALL THE DAY IDLE"
THE BUSHEL OF CORN
THE ACCOUNT
CONTENTMENT BETTER THAN WEALTH
RAINBOWS EVERYWHERE

FRIENDS AND NEIGHBOURS.

GOOD IN ALL.

THERE IS GOOD IN ALL. Yes! we all believe it: not a man in the depth
of his vanity but will yield assent. But do you not all, in practice,
daily, hourly deny it? A beggar passes you in the street: dirty, ragged,
importunate. "Ah! he has a _bad_ look," and your pocket is safe. He
starves--and he steals. "I thought he was _bad_." You educate him in
the State Prison. He does not improve even in this excellent school.
"He is," says the gaoler, "thoroughly _bad_." He continues his course of
crime. All that is bad in him having by this time been made apparent
to himself, his friends, and the world, he has only to confirm the
decision, and at length we hear when he has reached his last step. "Ah!
no wonder--there was never any _Good_ in him. Hang him!"

Now much,