The Dominant Expression Of A Child Is

But Still When The Mists Of Doubt Prevail, And We Lie Becalmed By The Shores Of Age, We Hear From The Misty Troubled Shore The Voce Of Children Gone Before. Drawing The Soul To Its Anchorage.

Which I Wish To Remark-- And My Language Is Plain,-- That For Ways That Are Dark And For Tricks That Are Vain, The Heathen Chinee Is Peculiar.

The Creator Who Could Put A Cancer In A Believer's Stomach Is Above Being Interfered With By Prayers.

It Would Seem Evident, Therefore, That The Secret Of The American Short Story Was The Treatment Of Characteristic American Life, With Absolute Knowledge Of Its Peculiarities And Sympathy With Its Method.

Thiar Ain't No Sense In Gittin' Riled!