Some Set More By Such Things As

When She Walked...she Stretched Out Long And Thin Like A Little Tiger, And Held Her Head High To Look Over The Grass As If She Were Treading The Jungle.

I've Got 's Much Feelin' As The Next One, But When Folks Drives In Their Spiggits And Wants To Draw A Bucketful O' Compassion Every Day Right Straight Along, There Does Come Times When It Seems As If The Bar'l Was Getting Low.

My Friends Plunged Into A Borderless Sea Of Reminiscences And Personal News.

There Is Something Out Of Gear About Graded Schools And All That. Memory Is Developed At The Expense Of What In General We Are Pleased To Call Thought And Character.

Yes'm, Old Friends Is Always Best, 'less You Can Catch A New One That's Fit To Make An Old One Out Of.