It Is A Man Dying With His

Newspapers Are The Schoolmasters Of The Common People.

There Never Was A Liar That Had Not A Spot In Him Where He Could Not Help Admiring Truth.

Like A Bird She Seems To Wear Gay Plumage Unconsciously, As If It Grew Upon Her.

Men Go Shopping Just As Men Go Out Fishing Or Hunting, To See How Large A Fish May Be Caught With The Smallest Hook.

Yea, Though The Breath Of Disappointment Should Chill The Sanguine Heart, Speedily Gloweth It Again, Warmed By The Live Embers Of Hope.