Curses, Like Chickens, Come Home

The Indian Is One Of Nature's Gentlemen--he Never Says Or Does A Rude Or Vulgar Thing. The Vicious, Uneducated Barbarians, Who Form The Surplus Of Overpopulous European Countries, Are Far Behind The Wild Man In Delicacy Of Feeling Or Natural Courtesy.

Large Parties Given To Very Young Children... Foster The Passions Of Vanity And Envy, And Produce A Love Of Dress And Display Which Is Very Repulsive In The Character Of A Child.

What A Wonderful Faculty Is Memory! -- The Most Mysterious And Inexplicable In The Great Riddle Of Life; That Plastic Tablet On Which The Almighty Registers With Unerring Fidelity The Records Of Being, Making It The Depository Of All Our Words, Thoughts And Deeds -- This Faithful Witness Against Us For Good Or Evil.

Ah, Hope! What Would Life Be, Stripped Of Thy Encouraging Smiles, That Teach Us To Look Behind The Dark Clouds Of Today, For The Golden Beams That Are To Gild The Morrow.

When Things Come To The Worse, They Generally Mend.