Greenwich Village... The Village Of Low Rents

Women's Weapon, Water-drops.

The Lonesomest Thing In All The World Is A Soul When It Is Making Ready To Go On Its Mysterious, Far Journey.

The Magi, As You Know, Were Wise Men Wonderfully Wise Men Who Brought Gifts To The Babe In The Manger. They Invented The Art Of Giving Christmas Presents.

Each Of Us, When Our Day's Work Is Done, Must Seek Our Ideal, Whether It Be Love Or Pinochle Or Lobster à La Newburg, Or The Sweet Silence Of The Musty Bookshelves.

But The Best, In My Opinion, Was The Home Life In The Little Flat--the Ardent, Voluble Chats After The Day's Study; The Cozy Dinners And Fresh, Light Breakfasts; The Interchange Of Ambitions--ambitions Interwoven Each With The Other's Or Else Inconsiderable--the Mutual Help And Inspiration; And--overlook My Artlessness--stuffed Olives And Cheese Sandwiches At 11 P.m.