---
title: Improvement Era
description: Monthly periodical of the Mormon church, 1897 onward. This library holds the issues of November 1897 to December 1930.
authors:
  - Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations
collections:
  - periodicals
tags:
  - magazine
  - improvement-era
periodical: Improvement Era
volume: 2
number: 12
published: 1899-10
publisher: Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations
publisher_place: Salt Lake City
language: en
type: magazine
reference: 'Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations, "Some Selections Worth Studying," *Improvement Era* 2, no. 12 (October 1899): 930–933.'
source:
  url: https://archive.org/details/improvementera212unse
  transcription: Transcribed from the Internet Archive scan of each issue (the item for each issue is named in the issue's own source); unnumbered advertising leaves are omitted, printed page numbers are kept as page markers.
  identifier: improvementera212unse
start_page: 930
end_page: 933
rights:
  status: public-domain
  basis: US publication 1930 or earlier (published 1899-10)
  source: https://archive.org/details/improvementera212unse
  publication_year: 1899
  note: The Internet Archive item metadata carries a blanket "© Copyright by Intellectual Reserve, Inc." notice. The library owner judged it inapplicable because this issue was published in 1899, before 1931; a scan-level notice does not restore copyright.
---

# Some Selections Worth Studying

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SELECTIONS WORTH STUDYING.

     To maintain a high standard of purity in society, the culture
of both sexes must be in harmony, and keep equal pace.           A pure
womanhood must be accompanied by a pure manhood.               The same
moral law applies alike to both.     It would be loosening the founda-

tions of virtue to    countenance the notion that, because of a
difference in sex, man were at liberty to set morality at defiance,
and to do that with impunity which, if done by a woman, would
stain her character for life.      To maintain a pure and virtuous
condition of society, therefore, man as well as woman must be pure
and virtuous; both alike shunning all acts infringing on the heart,
character, and conscience   —shunning them as poison, which, once
imbibed, can never entirely be thrown out again, but            mentally
embitters, to a greater or less extent, the happiness of after life.
Samuel Smiles.

     All    human   situations   have their inconveniences.      We feel
those that we find in the present; and we neither feel nor see those
that exist in another.    Hence we make frequent and troublesome
changes without amendment, and often for the worse.                In   my
youth   I   was passenger   in a   little   sloop   descending the river
Delaware. There being no wind, we were obliged, when the ebb
was spent, to cast anchor, and wait for the next.' The heat of the
sun on the vessel was excessive, the company strangers to me and
not very agreeable. Near the river-side I saw what I took to be
a pleasant, green meadow, in the middle of which was a large,
                                                               —
shady tree, where it struck my fancy I could sit and read having
a book in my pocket — and pass the time agreeably till the tide
turned.  I therefore prevailed with the captain to put me ashore.

Being landed, I found the greatest part of my meadow was really

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a marsh, in crossing which, to come at my tree, I was up to my
knees in mire; and I had not placed myself under its shade five
minutes before the mosquitoes in swarms found me out, attacked
my legs, hands and face, and made my reading and my rest impos-
sible; so that I returned to the                    beach and called for the boat to
come and take me on board again, where I was obliged to bear the
heat I had striven to quit, and also the laugh of the company.
Similar cases in the affairs of life have since frequently fallen
under my observation.                    Benjamin Franklin.
        And so, dearest, I solemnly devote myself to thee, and thank
thee that thou hast thought me not unworthy to be thy companion
on the journey of life.                   *     *   *    There is no land of happiness
here below     — know
                  I             it       now   — but a land of    toil, where every joy

but strengthens us for greater labor.                            Hand- in-hand we shall
traverse it, and encourage and strengthen each other, until our
spirits     — oh, may     it   be together          —   shall rise to the eternal fountain
of all peace.         Fichte, the German tutor, to his betrothed.

        Like you,     I   become more and more                   alive   to the   happiness
which consists in the fulfillment of duty. I believe there is no
other so deep and so real. There is only one great object in the
world which deserves our efforts, and that is the good of man-
kind.       Memoirs of DeTocqueville.

      am fallen into the hands of publicans and sequestrators, and
        I

they have taken all from me; what now?        Let me look about me.
They have left me the sun and moon, a loving wife, and many
friends to pity me, and some to relieve me       and I can still dis-
                                                                   ;

course, and,   unless I list, they  have  not taken  away my merry
countenance and    my cheerful  spirit, and a good  conscience; they
have still left me the providence of God, and all the promises of
the Gospel, and my religion, and my hopes of heaven, and my
charity to them, too; and still I sleep and digest, I eat and drink,
I read and meditate.                 *    *     *   And he that hath so many causes
of joy, and so great, is very much in love with sorrow and peevish-
ness, who leaves all these pleasures,                      and choses to sit down upon
his little handful of thorns.                   From Jeremy Taylor's "Holy Living."
     The slave may be as free as the consul; and freedom is the

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932                        IMPROVEMENT ERA.

chief of blessings;   itdwarfs all others; beside it all others are
insignificant; with it all others are needless; without it no others
are possible.  *  *   *    You must teach men that happiness is not
where, in their blindness and misery, they seek it.            It is   not in
strength, for Myro and Ofelius were not happy; not in wealth, for
Croesus was not happy; not in power, for the consuls were not
happy; not in all these together, for Nero and Sardanapalus and
Agamemnon sighed and wept and tore their hair, and were the
slaves of circumstances and the dupes of semblances.              It lies   in

yourselves; in true freedom, in the absence or conquest of every
ignoble fear;     in perfect self-government;         and in the power of
contentment and peace, and the even flow of life amid poverty,
exile, disease, and the very valley of the shadow of death.

Sayings of Epidetus.

       Oliver Goldsmith tells the       following anecdote to illustrate
with what passion we        all    cling to life, and how the love of life
increases with old age.      We are habituated to the prison, we look
around with discontent, are displeased with the abode, and yet the
length of our captivity only increases our fondness for the              cell.

But the same anecdote illustrates very forcibly, also, the power of
environment over us:
       Chinvang the Chaste, ascending the throne of China, com-
manded that all who were unjustly detained in prisons during the
preceding reigns should be set free. Among the number who
came to thank their deliverer on this occasion there appeared a
majestic old man, who falling at the emperor's feet, addressed him
as follows:     "Great father of China, behold a wretch, now eighty-
five years old,   who was shut up in a dungeon at the age of twenty-
two.    I was   imprisoned, though a stranger to crime, or without
being even confronted by          my accusers.   I   have now lived in soli-
tude and darkness for more than fifty years, and am grown familiar
with distress.     As yet, dazzled with the splendor of that sun to
which you have restored me, I have been wandering the streets to
find out some friend that would assist, or relieve, or remember me;
but my friends, my family, and relations are all dead, and I am
forgotten.  Permit me, then,   Chinvang, to wear the wretched
remains of my life in my former prison; the walls of my dungeon

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are to me more pleasing than the most splendid palace:I have not

long to live, and shall be unhappy except I spend the rest of my
                                       —
days where my youth was passed in that prison from whence
you were pleased to release me."
