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Those who employ their time ill are the first to complain of its shortness. As they spend it in dressing, eating, sleeping, foolish conversation, in determining what they ought to do, and often in doing nothing, time is wanting to them for their real business and pleasures; those, on the contrary, who make the best use of it have plenty and to spare.

One has always time enough if one will apply it well.

Those who have most to do and are willing to work will find the most time.

Order is the best manager of time; for unless work is properly arranged, Time is lost; and once lost, it is gone for ever.


Make the most of time, it flies away so fast; and yet method will teach you to win time.


"Take care of the pence; for the pounds will take care of themselves "

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was a very just and sensible reI therefore recommend to you to take

care of minutes; for hours will take care of themselves. -LORD CHESTERFIELD.

There is no saying shocks me so much as that which

I hear very often, that a man does not know how to pass his time.


Swiftly the rapid river flows,

Nor heeds the pensive stranger's eye,
No stay, no rest its current knows,

Stream after stream still passes by;
So move our ages, months and days,
Successive years still gliding on,
We gaze at time, and while we gaze
That time is gone-for ever gone.
O could I wisely time improve,

And learn each moment how to live,
Increase in all the fruits of love
Till called to realms of bliss above,
I shall the end of time survive.*

There is no remedy for time misspent ;
No healing for the waste of idleness
Whose very languor is a punishment,
Heavier than active souls can feel or guess.
O hours of indolence and discontent,

Not now to be redeemed! Ye sting not less
Because I know this span of life was lent
For lofty duties, not for selfishness.
Not to be wiled away in aimless dreams,
But to improve ourselves, and serve mankind,
Life and its choicest faculties were given.
Man should be ever better than he seems :
And shape his acts, and discipline his mind,
To walk adorning earth, with hope of heaven.

Time that is once passed does not return again;
Do not therefore waste it, bear in mind what is said.

• From Moral and Entertaining Anecdotes.

The poor man who uses his time in proper diligence May sometimes acquire great riches, know it, oh friend, for certain.

There are many important duties for man to discharge in life;

Waste not even a single moment and God will give you the fruit.

*A Gujarâti poet.






A certain merchant of China, going one day on a journey, placed in his neighbour's charge a hundred weight of iron. Not having had the success for which he hoped, he returned home. The first thing he did on his arrival, was to go to his friend's house.

"My iron," said he.

"Your iron! I am sorry to tell you bad news. An accident has happened that nobody could foresee; a rat has eaten it all. But what can be done? There is always in a granary some hole where the little animals. enter, and commit a thousand depredations."

The merchant is astonished at such a miracle, and pretends to believe it. A few hours after, he finds his neighbour's child in the by-path, takes him home with him, and shuts him up in a room under lock and key. The next day he invites the father to sup with him.

"Excuse me, I pray you; all pleasures are lost to me. They have stolen my son. He is my only onealas! what do I say?-he is mine no more."

"I am sorry to hear this news; the loss of an only son must affect you much. But, my dear neighbour, I will tell you that last evening, as I was going out, I saw an owl carry off your child!"

"Do you take me for an idiot, to wish to make me believe such a story? How! an owl, which weighs at most two or three pounds, carry off a child that weighs at least fifty? The thing is absurd, impossible!”

"I cannot tell you how it was done; but I saw it with my own eyes, I tell you. Besides, how do you find it strange and impossible, that the owls of a country where a single rat eats a hundred weight of iron should carry off a child that weighs only half a hundred weight?"

The neighbour upon this found that he was not dealing with a fool, and returned the iron to the merchant in exchange for his son.



There once lived a

great friends. One day

Camel and a Jackal who were the Jackal said to the Camel,

"I know that there is a fine field of sugar-cane on the other side of the river. If you will take me across I'll show you the place. This plan will suit me as well as you. You will enjoy eating the sugar-cane, and I am sure to find many crabs, bones, and bits of fish by the river-side, on which to make a good dinner."

The Camel consented, and swam across the river, taking the Jackal, who could not swim, on his back. When they reached the other side, the Camel went to eat the sugar-cane, and the Jackal ran up and down the river-bank devouring all the crabs, bits of fish, and bones he could find.

But being so much smaller an animal, he had made an excellent meal, before the Camel had eaten more than two or three mouthfuls; and no sooner had he finished his dinner, than he ran round and round the sugar-cane field, yelping and howling with all his might.

The villagers heard him and thought, "There is a jackal among the sugar-canes; he will be scratching holes in the ground, and spoiling the roots of the plants." And

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