One Of Our Statesmen Said,

I'm Happier. I Guess I Made Up My Mind To Be That Way.

All Nobility In Its Beginnings Was Somebody's Natural Superiority.

Man Is A Shrewd Inventor, And Is Ever Taking The Hint Of A New Machine From His Own Structure, Adapting Some Secret Of His Own Anatomy In Iron, Wood, And Leather, To Some Required Function In The Work Of The World.

We See God Face To Face Every Hour, And Know The Savor Of Nature.

Read Proudly--put The Duty Of Being Read Invariably On The Author. If He Is Not Read, Whose Fault Is It? I Am Quite Ready To Be Charmed, But I Shall Not Make-believe I Am Charmed.