VII
The life of Clara Barton should be familiarized to every child.
Woonsocket (R. I.) Call.
Learning to ride, Clara, is just learning a horse.
Brother David (“Buffalo Bill”) in 1826.
How can I learn a horse, David? Sister Clara.
Catch hold of his mane, baby, and just feel the horse a part of yourself—the big half of the task being.
Brother David. Heroines of Service.
Love me, love my dog. Heyward’s Proverbs.
The one absolutely unselfish friend that a man can have in this selfish world, the one that never deserts him, and the one that never proves ungrateful, or traitorous, is his dog. Senator Vest.
We are two travellers, Roger and I—Roger’s my dog—so fond, so unselfish, so forgiving. John Townsend Trowbridge.
I have seen many friends in my travels,
Some friends whom the world would call game,
But the friendship of my old dog Roger
Would put all the others to shame.
William Devere.
I would rather be a dog and bay at the moon
Than such a Roman. Julius Caesar.
Every dog has his day, why not I?
Dogs are very much like people—
I am Preacher Smith’s dog, whose dog are you?
Abbie N. Smith, “Bobtail Dixie.”
A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse! Shakespeare.
O for a horse with wings. Cymbeline.
Champing his foam, and bounding o’er the plain,
Arch his high neck and graceful spread his mane.
Sir R. Blackmore.
A good rider on a good horse is as much above himself and others as the world can make him. Lord Herbert.
I die,—but first have possessed
And come what may, I have been blessed. Byron.
Aspiration sees only one side of every question; possession, many.
Lowell.
How senseless is the love of wealth and treasure. Guarini.
Remember not one penny can we take with us into the unknown land. Seneca.