me cases he may add

    en toes, and lump t.  Simplicity, simplicity,

    simplicity!  I say, let your affairs be as t a

    ead of a million count half a dozen, and

    keep your accounts on your t of this

    corms and

    quicksands and tems to be allo a man

    o live, if  founder and go to ttom and not

    make  at all, by dead reckoning, and  be a great

    calculator indeed wead of

    t be necessary eat but one; instead of a

    ion.  Our

    life is like a German Confederacy, made up of petty states, s

    boundary forever fluctuating, so t even a German cannot tell you

    is bounded at any moment.  tion itself, s

    so-called internal improvements, wernal

    and superficial, is just such an unwieldy and overgrown

    establis, cluttered ure and tripped up by its own

    traps, ruined by luxury and  of calculation

    and a he

    only cure for it, as for tern and

    more tan simplicity of life and elevation of purpose.  It

    lives too fast.  Men t it is essential t tion have

    commerce, and export ice, and talk telegraph, and ride

    ty miles an  a doubt,

    wtle

    uncertain.  If  get out sleepers, and forge rails, and

    devote days and nigo t go to tinkering upon our

    lives to improve them, who will build railroads?  And if railroads

    are not built,  to  if ay

    at  railroads?  e do not

    ride on t rides upon us.  Did you ever t

    t underlie the