San Francisco Has Only One Drawback—‘tis Hard

I've Just Read That I Am Dead. Don't Forget To Delete Me From Your List Of Subscribers.

Body And Spirit I Surrendered Whole To Harsh Instructors And Received A Soul... If Mortal Man Could Change Me Through And Through From All I Was What May The God Not Do?

Yes, Making Mock O' Uniforms That Guard You While You Sleep

God Could Not Be Everywhere, And Therefore He Made Mothers.

As I Pass Through My Incarnations In Every Age And Race, I Make My Proper Prostrations To The Gods Of The Market-place. Peering Through Reverent Fingers I Watch Them Flourish And Fall, And The Gods Of The Copybook Headings, I Notice, Outlast Them All.