The Oil And Wine Of Merry Meeting.

The Englishman Is Too Apt To Neglect The Present Good In Preparing Against The Possible Evil.

I Have Never Found, In Anything Outside Of The Four Walls Of My Study, An Enjoyment Equal To Sitting At My Writing Desk With A Clean Page, A New Theme, And A Mind Awake.

There Is A Remembrance Of The Dead To Which We Turn Even From The Charms Of The Living.

The Dance, Like Most Dances After Supper, Was A Merry One; Some Of The Older Folks Joined In It, And The Squire Himself Figured Down Several Couple With A Partner, With Whom He Affirmed He Had Danced At Every Christmas For Nearly Half A Century.

The Sorrow For The Dead Is The Only Sorrow From Which We Refuse To Be Divorced.