the rule with us when He departed, and here it is: "Thou shalt love
thy neighbor as thyself." After the Teacher left, many new doctrines
were brought about, and much chop-logic was put into the text-books
by those who succeeded Him, but with all their human invention they
have never approached the perfection of the motto that He left behind
for the corner-stone of good manners. It is that, I think, that makes
old men have better manners; they have learned that there is a good
deal more in the people of the world to appeal to their affection and
kindly toleration than they thought for at the beginning of their
lives; that there is a great deal of good in every man and woman, and
that it won't do to pick out their faults to the exclusion of their
virtues; that a touch of kindly courtesy will often reveal to you a
wholly different man from the surly one who stood before you a minute
before; in short, our old man has learned more and more the lesson to
love his neighbor as himself. That is the true "old school" founded
eighteen hundred years ago.




OBSERVATIONS OF A RETIRED VETERAN X


The procession of two regiments of veterans through our streets a few
days ago must have set a good many of us retired veterans who were not
in the line, to thinking. It did me. It set me to thinking, not of
war, not of peace, not of reunions, but of how time has changed us all
in twenty years. In a neighboring city where I volunteered, the old
company, with the old name and the old uniform, is still kept up by
our young successors. I saw it lately on parade, and as I saw the trim