There Are Few More Impressive

The Man Of Science Appears To Be The Only Man Who Has Something To Say Just Now, And The Only Man Who Does Not Know How To Say It.

Don't Have A Mother,' He Said. Not Only Had He No Mother, But He Had Not The Slightest Desire To Have One. He Thought Them Very Over-rated Persons.

They Hold Their Great Balls In The Open Air, In What Is Called A Fairy-ring. For Weeks Afterward You Can See The Ring On The Grass. It Is Not There When They Begin, But They Make It By Waltzing Round And Round. Sometimes You Will Find Mushrooms Inside The Ring, And These Are Fairy Chairs That The Servants Have Forgotten To Clear Away. The Chairs And The Rings Are The Only Tell-tale Marks These Little People Leave Behind Them, And They Would Remove Even These Were They Not So Fond Of Dancing That They Toe It Till The Very Moment Of The Opening Of The Gates.

I've Sometimes Thought . . . That The Difference Between Us And The English Is That The Scotch Are Hard In All Other Respects But Soft With Women, And The English Are Hard With Women But Soft In All Other Respects.

I'm Youth, I'm Joy, I'm A Little Bird That Has Broken Out Of The Egg.