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The One Thing I Never Want To See Again Is A Military Parade. When I Resigned From The Army And Went To A Farm I Was Happy. When The Rebellion Came, I Returned To The Service Because It Was A Duty. I Had No Thought Of Rank; All I Did Was Try And Make.

It Does Look Like A Very Good Exercise. But What Is The Little White Ball For?

One Of My Superstitions Had Always Been When I Started To Go Anywhere Or Do Anything, Not To Turn Back, Or Stop Until The Thing Intended Was Accomplished. I Have Frequently Started To Go Places Where I Had Never Been And To Which I Did Not Know The Way, Depending Upon Making Inquiries On The Road, And If I Got Past The Place Without Knowing It, Instead Of Turning Back, I Would Go Until A Road Was Found Turning In The Right Direction, Take That, And Come In By The Other Side.

Venice Would Be A Fine City If It Were Only Drained.

It Is Preposterous To Suppose That The People Of One Generation Can Lay Down The Best And Only Rules Of Government For All Who Are To Come After Them, And Under Unforeseen Contingencies.