"The company is mixed."—Byron
BY
FRANK H. STAUFFER
PHILADELPHIA:
DAVID McKAY, PUBLISHER,
610 SOUTH WASHINGTON SQUARE.
Copyright, 1882, by F. H. STAUFFER
Stretching away on the one hand into the deep gloom of barbaricignorance, and on the other hand into the full radiance of Christian intelligence,and, grounding itself strongly in the instinctive recognition by allmen of the intimate relations between the seen and the unseen, the empireof SUPERSTITION possesses all ages of human history and all stages ofhuman progress.—Nimno.
I have known the shooting of a star to spoil a night's rest; I have seena man in love grow pale upon the plucking of a merry-thought. There isnothing so inconsiderable which may not appear dreadful to an imaginationthat is filled with omens and prognostics.—Addison.
In the seventeenth century there was a book publishedentitled: "Crononhotonthologos, the most tragical tragedythat ever was tragedized by any company of tragedians."The first two lines of this effusion read—
We might name another singular title of a work published in1661 by Robert Lovell, entitled: "Panzoologicomineralogia;a complete history of animals and minerals, contain'g thesumms of all authors, Galenical and Chymicall, with theanatomie of man, &c."—Salad for the Solitary.
The most singular bibliographic curiosity is that whichbelonged to the family of the Prince de Ligne, and is now inFrance. It is neither written nor printed. All of the lettersof the text are cut out of each folio upon the finest vellum;and, being interlaced with blue paper, it is read as easily asthe best print. The labor and patience bestowed upon itmust have been