H.--I have often seen people who had the wherewithal of living and knew
how to live,--which are not two different things,--first, flutter about
the best and most superior women and suck from the honey-cup of their
hearts; and, secondly, I have seen them on the same day fold their
wings and light on a miserable ninny, that the ninny might inherit
their--heirs. But never have I compared these butterflies to anything
but butterflies, which all day long visit and rifle flowers, and yet
spawn their eggs on a dirty cabbage-stump.