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Mr. Bazzard's Father, Being A Norfolk Farmer, Would Have Furiously Laid About Him With A Flail, A Pitch-fork, And Every Agricultural Implement Available For Assaulting Purposes, On The Slightest Hint Of His Son's Having Written A Play.

"oh!" Said My Aunt, "i Was Not Aware At First To Whom I Had The Pleasure Of Objecting."

Love Is In All Things A Most Wonderful Teacher.

The Bearings Of This Observation Lays In The Application Of It.

One Should Never Be Ashamed To Cry. Tears Are Rain On The Dust Of Earth.