ABSTRACT
On these latter days, when so much of life is made up of work and care and responsibility, it is not to be wondered at that all the world is ever ready to reach out eagerly for anything that seems to promise even momentary relief from the weary burden that it is the part of all the human race to bear. What wonder that so many people living in the land of the Everyday, where the sun shines but occasionally and the heavy fog of monotony hangs with dreary persistency, look across with hungry eyes toward that mysterious country where every day appears bright and cheerful and the warm sun of Sans Souci shines alike upon the just and the unjust?
