of fatigue, it is not likely to flag where the outcome of it is so
substantial. Erudition carries there all earthly emoluments in its
train. For the man who can write the most scholastic essay on the
classics is forthwith permitted to amass much honor and more wealth
by wronging his less accomplished fellow-citizens. China is a
student's paradise where the possession of learning is instantly
convertible into unlimited pelf.

In Japan the study of the classics was never pursued professionally.
It was, however, prosecuted with much zeal en amateur. The Chinese
bureaucratic system has been wanting. For in spite of her students,
until within thirty years Japan slumbered still in the Knight-time
of the Middle Ages, and so long as a man carried about with him
continually two beautiful swords he felt it incumbent upon him to
use them. The happy days of knight-errantry have passed. These
same cavaliers of Samurai are now thankful to police the streets in
spectacles necessitated by the too diligent study of German text,
and arrest chance disturbers of the public peace for a miserably
small salary per month.

Our youth has now reached the flowering season of life, that brief
May time when the whole world takes on the rose-tint, and when by
all dramatic laws he ought to fall in love. He does nothing of the
kind. Sad to say, he is a stranger to the feeling. Love, as we
understand the word, is a thing unknown to the Far East;
fortunately, indeed, for the possession there of the tender passion
would be worse than useless. Its indulgence would work no end of
disturbance to the community at large, beside entailing much misery
upon its individual victim. Its exercise would probably be classed
with kleptomania and other like excesses of purely personal