A Little Inaccuracy Sometimes Saves A Ton

When People Grow Gradually Rich Their Requirements And Standard Of Living Expand In Proportion, While Their Present-giving Instincts Often Remain In The Undeveloped Condition Of Their Earlier Days. Something Showy And Not-too-expensive In A Shop Is Their Only Conception Of The Ideal Gift.

The Cat Of The Slums And Alleys, Starved, Outcast, Harried, Still Keeps Amid The Prowlings Of Its Adversity The Bold, Free, Panther-tread With Which It Paced Of Yore The Temple Courts Of Thebes, Still Displays The Self-reliant Watchfulness Which Man Has Never Taught It To Lay Aside.

The Man Is A Common Murderer. A Common Murderer, Possible, But A Very Uncommon Cook.

I Hate Posterity - It's So Fond Of Having The Last Word.

The Fashion Just Now Is A Roman Catholic Frame Of Mind With An Agnostic Conscience: You Get The Mediaeval Picturesqueness Of The One With The Modern Conveniences Of The Other.