the club, every few minutes.

   In love, sweet are the uses of diversity!

   A woman's love "bursts into flower," but judging from the time it takes him to discover it, a man's love must be developed by the wearisome process of geological formation.

   If a man and a diamond are big and brilliant enough, one doesn't mind a few flaws in them; but, for some reason, Heaven knows why, a woman and a pearl are expected to be absolutely perfect.

   When Fate places a laurel wreath on the brow of a genius she hitches a plough to his shoulders and holds a Tantalus cup to his lips.

   It isn't the man who paints his virtues in three colors and begs her to marry him, but the one who paints his sins in vermilion and begs her to "save" him who usually wins the girl.

   If you want a man to propose don't try to make your family coddle him. Make them hate him, because a man never really "takes hold" until somebody begins to pull the other way.

   The man who falls in love at first sight never knows what has struck him, and therefore mercifully escapes all the agonizing slow-torture of feeling himself sink, inch by inch, into the quicksands of matrimony.

   Never believe that justice is all you owe your husband; what every man needs, from the woman who loves him, is faith, hope and charity—and above all,

    mercy

   .

   Even a coquette can be loyal to one man—until she prefers another; but a man's heart is like a ferry-boat—always going backward and forward, and never staying "docked."

   Soft, sweet things with a lot of fancy dressing—that is what a little boy loves to eat and a grown man prefers to marry.

   A woman wastes more time in dreaming over a past flirtation than it would take a man to start a half dozen new ones.

   Flattery affects a man like any other sort of "dope." It stimulates and exhilarates him for the moment, but usually ends by going to his head and making him act foolish.

   The only way to be happy in this world is to take men and flirtations as they come—and

  

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