"Oh, that alters the case," gravely observed the wise provost.
The Art of Conversation.
"Tell me," pleaded the artless maid, "wherein lies the secret of the art of conversation."
The sage struck the attitude he was wont to assume when in the act of imparting wisdom and said—
"My child, listen!"
"I am listening!" breathlessly she answered.
"Well, my child," he rejoined, "that is all there is in the art of conversation."
How to be free from Discontent.
A philosopher offered sacrifice every day in the temple of Jupiter and made always the same prayer.
At last Jupiter grew tired of hearing over and over again the one request and said, "What would you have?"