Is It Not Meningitis?

…what Splendid Dreams Young People Build Upon A Word, And How Bitter Is The Pain When The Bright Bubbles Burst.

Jo's Eyes Sparkled, For It's Always Pleasant To Be Believed In; And A Friend's Praise Is Always Sweeter Than A Dozen Newspaper Puffs.

I Never Knew How Much Like Heaven This World Could Be, When Two People Love And Live For One Another!

Father Asked Us What Was God's Noblest Work. Anna Said Men, But I Said Babies. Men Are Often Bad, But Babies Never Are.

Where I Wholly Love I Wholly Trust.