will!"
--Matthew Arnold

POEM.--The Watch of the Old Gods.

POVERTY AMONG THE ANCIENT ROMANS.
_Society in Rome under the Caesars_. William Ralph Inge. Chap. iii.
_The Private Life of the Romans_. H.W. Johnston. P. 305.
_The Ancient City_. Fustel De Coulanges. P. 449.

POVERTY AMONG THE AMERICANS.
The Problem of Poverty. Robert Hunter. _Outlook_. Vol. lxxix,
p. 902.
The Weary World of Human Misery. _World's Work_. Vol. xvi,
p. 10526.
_How the Other Half Lives_. Jacob Riis. Chap. xxii, p. 255.

THE CRAZE FOR AMUSEMENT AMONG THE ANCIENT ROMANS.
_Society in Rome under the Caesars_. William Ralph Inge. Chap. ix.
_Readings in Ancient History_. Rome and the West. William Stearns
Davis. P. 194.

THE CRAZE FOR AMUSEMENT AMONG THE AMERICANS.
What New York spends at the Theaters. _Literary Digest_. Vol. xlv,
p. 19.

LUXURY AND EXTRAVAGANCE IN ANCIENT ROME.
_Rome: The Eternal City_. Clara Erskine Clement. Vol. ii, pp. 524,
529.
_Society in Rome under the Caesars_. William Ralph Inge. P. 262.
_Readings in Ancient History_. Rome and the West. William Stearns
Davis. P. 305.

LUXURY AND EXTRAVAGANCE AMONG AMERICANS.
Newport: The City of Luxury. Jonathan T. Lincoln. _Atlantic
Monthly_. Vol. cii, p. 162.
Housekeeping on Half-a-million a Year. Emily Harington.
_Everybody's_. Vol. xiv, p. 497.
_The Passing of the Idle Rich_. Frederick Townsend Martin. Chap.
ii, p. 23.

POEM.--_Tempora Mutantur_.
_Poetical Works_. John G. Saxe. P. 98.

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A PLEA FOR THE CLASSICS[1]

A Boston gentleman declares,
By all the gods above, below,
That our degenerate sons and heirs
Must let their Greek and Latin go!
Forbid, O Fate, we loud implore,
A dispensation harsh as that;
What! wipe away the sweets of yore;
The dear "_amo, amas, amat?_"

The sweetest hour the student knows
Is not when poring over French,
Or twisted in Teutonic throes,
Upon a hard collegiate bench;
'Tis when on roots and kais and gars
He feeds his soul and feels it glow,
Or when his mind transcends the stars
With "_Zoa mou, sas agapo!_"

So give our bright, ambitious boys
An inkling of these pleasures, too--
A little smattering of the joys
Their dead and buried fathers knew;
And let them sing--while glor