It Seems To Be Saying

It Is The Best Of All Trades, To Make Songs, And The Second Best To Sing Them.

I Shoot The Hippopotamus With Bullets Made Of Platinum, Because If I Use The Leaden One His Hide Is Sure To Flatten Em.

Dear Grandmamma, With What We Give. We Humbly Pray That You May Live. For Many, Many Happy Years: Although You Bore Us All To Tears.

The Smaller Man Approaching Our Modern Banking System, Which Controls All Issue Of Credit And Therefore Pretty Well All Our Industrial And Commercial Activities, Is Not What The Controllers Of That Credit Call "interesting." He Borrows With Difficulty And Upon High Terms, And Must Pledge Security Out Of All Proportion To That Which His Richer Rival Has To Put Down.

Is There No Latin Word For Tea? Upon My Soul, If I Had Known That I Would Have Let The Vulgar Stuff Alone.