...our conduct while in the plastic state. Every smallest stroke of virtue or of vice leaves its mark. The drunken Rip Van Winkle in Jefferson's play excuses himself for every fresh drink by saying, 'I won't count this time.' Well, he may not count it, and a kind heaven may not count...

...fates, good or evil, and never to be undone. Every smallest stroke of virtue or of vice leaves its never so little scar. The drunken Rip Van Winkle, in Jefferson's...every fresh dereliction by saying, ' I won't count it this time.' Well, he may not count it, and a kind Heaven may not count it, but it is being counted...

...leaves its mark. The drunken Rip Van Winkle in Jefferson's play excuses himself for every fresh drink by saying, 'I won't count this time.' Well, he may not count it, and a kind heaven may not count it, but it is being counted none the less; down in the nerve cells and...

...fates, good or evil, and never to be undone. Every smallest stroke of virtue or of vice leaves its never so little scar. The drunken Rip Van Winkle, in Jefferson's...count this time !' Well ! he may not count it, and a kind Heaven may not count it ; but it is being counted none the less. Down among his nerve cells...

...fresh dereliction by saying, "I won't count this 'j time!" Well, he may not count it, and a kind J Heaven may not count it; but it is being counted none the less. Down among his nerve-cells and fibres the molecules are counting it, registering and storing it up to be used against...

...own fates, good or evil, and never to be undone. Every stroke of virtue or of vice leaves its never so little scar. The drunken Rip Van Winkle in Jefferson's...count this time ! ' Well, he may not count it, and a kind Heaven may not count it ; but it is being counted none the less. Down among the nerve-cells...

...own fates, good or evil, and never to be undone. Every stroke of virtue or of vice leaves its never so little scar. The drunken Rip Van Winkle in Jefferson's...count this time ! ' Well, he may not count it, and a kind Heaven may not count it ; but it is being counted none the less. Down among the nerve-cells...

...stroke of virtue or of vice leaves its never so little scar. The drunken Rip Van Winkle in Jefferson-'s play excuses himself for every fresh dereliction by...count this time ! ' Well, he may not count it, and a kind Heaven may not count it ; but it is being counted none the less. Down among the nerve-cells...

...for every fresh dereliction by saying, "I won't count this time ! " Well, he may not count it, and a kind Heaven may not count it*., but it is being counted none the less. Down among his nerve-cells and fibres the molecules are counting it, registering and storing it up to be used against...

...this time." So young men say nowadays. Well, they may not count it, their friends may not count it, kind heaven may not count it; but it is being counted none the less. Down among the cells of the brain and along the lines of the nerves, the molecules and fibers are steadily registering...