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Pleasant words are as honeycomb, sweet to the soul.
Prov. xvi. 24.
Is it at all necessary that knowledge should come to a child in the shape of knowledge? . . . Science, it seems, has displaced poetry in the walks of little children. Is not this sore evil ?
Now that we have to do with grafting and growing, pray do not vex yourselves with thinking what to do with the pippins.