on this subject there is a tinge of melancholy. "There are no friends!"
says Aristotle. "There have been fewer friends on earth than Kings," says
the poet Cowley. Why is this? Let us peer into the solemn question. The
ideal of true manhood is easily formulated. Alas! what an abyss
separates a man's daily life, as it is, from that high quality he has
pictured in his imagination. We are all the time reaching for