Curses, Like Chickens, Come Home

Curses, Like Chickens, Come Home To Roost.

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.

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.

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.

Nature, Reason, And Christianity Recognize No Other. Pride May Say Nay; But Pride Was Always A Liar, And A Great Hater Of The Truth.