The Potiphar Papers

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MRS. P

g man is there exposed. There is a proud philosophy in vogue that everything that can be injured had better be destroyed as rapidly as possible, and put out of the way at once. But I recall a deeper and tenderer wisdom which declared, "A bruised reed will

studies, and a neighborhood to town that will place its resources within his reach. A city, it seems to me, is mainly valuable as a gallery of opportunities. But a man should not live exclusively in his library, nor among his pictures. Letters and art may well decorate his life. But if they are not subsidi

know the world because he has been to Paris. It is a sad thing for a young man to seek applause by surpassing his companions in that which makes them contempt

e and grace are necessary, which are hardly to be acquired, but are rather, like beauty and talent, the gift of Nature. That ease and grace will certainly run great risk of disappear

visits to town, that Courtesy, also, is getting puny and unmanly, and that a counterfeit, called Compliment, is often mistaken for it. You will smile, probably at my old-fashioned whims, and regret that I am behind my time. But really, it strikes me, tha

glittering lady I sometimes see. But in her child I trace the likeness of the girl I knew, and it is to the memory of that girl-whose lovely traits I will still believe are not destroyed, but are somewhere latent in the woman-that I consecrat

an that as your lot is with the rich in this wor

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