Eighth--When the roads are covered with ice, use spiked shoes.
Ninth--Do not put an ice cold bit into a horse's mouth in winter unless you want him to have toothache and become ill.
Tenth--Be as careful of your horse's skin as of your own.
These Pampered Children of Wisdom and Experience Find It So Difficult to Agree That if They Had Teeth and Claws They Might Fight It Out in the Manner of the Kilkenny Cats.
A proverb is defined in one of the more popular dictionaries of our language as "a brief, pithy saying, condensing in witty or striking form the wisdom of experience."
But experiences vary and often lead to different results, so that of proverbs it may be said that "what is one man's meat is another man's poison." It is as futile for a man to live his life in accordance with proverbs as it is for twenty cooks to collaborate in the making of a broth that will please the palates of all.
The truth is, proverbs are just as likely to disagree as are physicians. Here are a few that have agreed to disagree:
A proverb is one man's wit and all men's wisdom.
_A formal fool speaks naught but proverbs._
_A true gentleman would rather have his clothes torn than mended._
He who hunts two hares at once will catch neither.
_It is always good to have two irons in the fire._
_A good horse and a bad horse both need the spur._
_The neutral is soused from above, and singed from below._
It is fortune, not wisdom, that rules man's life.
_Silence is the virtue of those who are not wise._
_A fair skin often covers a crooked mind._
_A fair exterior is a silent recommendation._
Good fortune ever fights on the side of the prudent.
_Two birds of prey do not keep each other company._
_In jealousy there is more self-love than love._
_Never do evil that good may come of it._
Some Striking Instances of How Death Has Stepped Behind the Footlights and Claimed His Victims in Full View of Audiences Who Have Mistaken Real Tragedy for Play.
"Into Thy hands, O Lord! Into Thy hands!"
These words, inscribed on a card that was fastened to the cross of lilies sent by Queen Alexandra of England to be laid on the casket containing the body of Sir Henry Irving, were the last uttered on the stage by that famous actor. They are the last words of _Becket_, in Tennyson's drama of that name.