Is It Worth While To Observe That

Inequality Is As Dear To The American Heart As Liberty Itself.

In Europe Life Is Histrionic And Dramatized, And In America, Except When It Is Trying To Be European, It Is Direct And Sincere.

Lord, For The Erring Thought Not Unto Evil Wrought: Lord, For The Wicked Will Betrayed, And Baffled Still: For The Heart From Itself Kept, Our Thanksgiving Accept. For Ignorant Hopes That Were Broken To Our Blind Prayer: For Pain, Death, Sorrow, Sent Unto Our Chastisement: For All Loss Of Seeming Good, Quicken Our Gratitude.

Wisdom And Goodness Are Twin-born, One Heart Must Hold Both Sisters, Never Seen Apart.

It Is The Still, Small Voice That The Soul Heeds, Not The Deafening Blasts Of Doom.