We Belong To The Race That Knows

Folks That Has Brought Up Children Know That There's No Hard And Fast Method In The World That'll Suit Every Child. But Them As Never Have Think It's All As Plain And Easy As Rule Of Three—just Set Your Three Terms Down So Fashion, And The Sum'll Work Out Correct.

War Was A Hellish, Horrible Hideous Thing - Too Horrible And Hideous To Happen In The Twentieth Century Between Civilised Nations.

In Imagination She Sailed Over Storied Seas That Wash The Distant Shining Shores Of "faëry Lands Forlorn," Where Lost Atlantis And Elysium Lie, With The Evening Star For Pilot, To The Land Of Heart's Desire. And She Was Richer In Those Dreams Than In Realities; For Things Seen Pass Away, But The Things That Are Unseen Are Eternal.

The Woods Call To Us With A Hundred Voices, But The Sea Has One Only — A Mighty Voice That Drowns Our Souls In Its Majestic Music. The Woods Are Human, But The Sea Is Of The Company Of The Archangels.

I Read Somewhere Once That Souls Were Like Flowers,' Said Priscilla. 'then Your Soul Is A Golden Narcissus,' Said Anne, 'and Diana's Is Like A Red, Red Rose. Jane's Is An Apple Blossom, Pink And Wholesome And Sweet.' 'and Our Own Is A White Violet, With Purple Streaks In Its Heart,' Finished Priscilla.