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After the outburst, his voice sank with startling rapidity to a tone of

honeyed confidence, and he wagged an inviting forefinger at Mr Snoddy,

who opened his mouth "Shall we take an example? Not from the marvellous,

my friends; let us seek an illustration from the ordinary Is that not

better? One familiar to the humblest of us One we can all comprehend One

fro Yes The

common house-fly On a -sill we place a bit of fly-paper, and

contiguous to it, a flower upon which the happy insect likes to feed and

rest The little fly approaches See, he hovers between the two One is a

fatal trap, an ambuscade, and the other a safe harbor and an innocuous

haven But mystery allures him He poises, undecided That is the present

That, my friends, is the Present! What will he do? WHAT will he do? What

will he DO? Me to hiht on the posy' Here we clearly see the influence of the past

upon the present But, to eure of speech, the fly-paper beckons

to the insect toothsoive it a try? Shall

I? Shall I give it a try?' The future is in his own hands to make or

unmake The past, the voice of Providence, has counselled him: 'Leave it

alone, leave it alone, little fly Go away fro? Does he heed it, ladies and gentles into the air, decides between the two attractions, one of them, so

deadly to his interests and--drops upon the fly-paper to perish

er We must lie upon the bed