It's No Trifle At Her

Best Friend, My Well-spring In The Wilderness!

Man Cannot Choose His Duties.

The Greatest Benefit We Owe To The Artist, Whether Painter, Poet, Or Novelist, Is The Extension Of Our Sympathies.

Husbands Are An Inferior Class Of Men, Who Require Keeping In Order.

There's Folks As Make Bad Butter And Trusten To The Salt T' Hide It.