The Dirt Is Picturesque, So I Don't

Now I'm Beginning To Live A Little And Feel Less Like A Sick Oyster At Low Tide.

Dear Me! How Happy And Good We'd Be, If We Had No Worries!

There Are Many Beths In The World, Shy And Quiet, Sitting In Corners Till Needed, And Living For Others So Cheerfully That No One Sees The Sacrifices Till The Little Cricket On The Hearth Stops Chirping, And The Sweet, Sunshiny Presence Vanishes, Leaving Silence And Shadow Behind.

Fame Is A Very Good Thing To Have In The House, But Cash Is More Convenient.

She Is Too Fond Of Books, And It Has Turned Her Brain.