It has long been a startling fact regarding Americans that so soon as their school-days were over they largely
abandoned athletics; until, in middle life, finding that they had been controverting the laws of nature, they
took up golf or some other form of physical exercise.
The result of such a custom has been to lower the physical tone of the race. Golf is a fine form of exercise, but
in an exceedingly mild way. No one claims that it will build up atrophied muscles nor, played in the ordinary
way, that it will induce deep breathing; nor, except in warm weather, that it will...
The correspondence of George Sand and Gustave Flaubert, if approached merely as a chapter in the
biographies of these heroes of nineteenth century letters, is sufficiently rewarding. In a relationship extending
over twelve years, including the trying period of the Franco-Prussian War and the Commune, these
extraordinary personalities disclose the aspects of their diverse natures which are best worth the remembrance
of posterity. However her passionate and erratic youth may have captivated our grandfathers, George Sand in
the mellow autumn of her life is for us at her most attractive phase.
"A Merry heart maketh a cheerful countenance." The desire to play and frolic seems to be a heritage of mankind. In infancy and early childhood this joy and exuberance of spirit is given full sway. In youth, that effervescent stage of human existence, "joy is unconfined." But in middle age and later life we are prone to stifle this wholesome atmosphere of happiness, with care and worry and perhaps, when a vexed or worried feeling has been allowed to control us, even forbid the children to play at that time. Why not reverse things and drown care and strife...