It Is Difficult To Be

The Lord Said 'let There Be Wheat' And Saskatchewan Was Born

Presently I Shall Be Introduced As 'this Venerable Old Gentleman' And The Axe Will Fall When They Raise Me To The Degree Of 'grand Old Man'. That Means On Our Continent Any One With Snow-white Hair Who Has Kept Out Of Jail Till Eighty.

I Detest Life-insurance Agents: They Always Argue That I Shall Some Day Die, Which Is Not So.

The Attempt To Make The Consumption Of Beer Criminal Is As Silly And As Futile As If You Passed A Law To Send A Man To Jail For Eating Cucumber Salad.

The Road Comes To An End Just When It Ought To Be Getting Somewhere. The Passengers Alight, Shaken And Weary, To Begin, All Over Again, Something Else.