A Lot Of Thanksgiving Days Have Been

As To Those Who Hoard Gold And Silver And Spend It Not In God's Path, Give Them, Then, The Tidings Of A Painful Agony: On A Day When These Things Shall Be Heated In Hell-fire, And Their Foreheads, And Their Sides, And Their Backs Shall Be Branded Therewith.

We'd All Like To Vote For The Best Man But He's Never A Candidate.

Lots Of Folks Confuse Bad Management With Destiny.

There Isn't Much To Be Seen In A Little Town, But What You Hear Makes Up For It.

Making A Long Stay Short Is A Great Aid To Popularity.