A Work Of Real Merit Finds Favor

Every Dogma Embodies Some Shade Of Truth To Give It Seeming Currency.

Pity The Mother Who Assumes The Name Without Being All This Implies!

Our Friends Interpret The World And Ourselves To Us, If We Take Them Tenderly And Truly.

Like Birds Of Passage, The Instincts Drift The Soul Adventurously Beyond The Horizon Of Sensible Things, As If Intent On Convoying It To The Mother Country From Whence It Had Flown.

A State, A Community, Caring First For All Its Children, Providing Amply For Their Spiritual As For Their Temporal Well-being, Has Organized The Primitive Eden.