A Doubtful Advantage.—A young working man was being shown the advantages of having a home of his own instead of knocking about in lodgings. “I don’t see,” said he, “the good of giving some woman half my victuals to get t’other half cooked.”
Content.
Sweet are the thoughts that savour of content;
The quiet mind is richer than a crown.
Sweet are the nights in careless slumber spent;
The poor estate scorns fortune’s angry frown.
Such sweet content, such minds, such sleep, such bliss,
Beggars enjoy which princes often miss.
—Greene.
Woman’s Sphere.