A Man's Country Is Not A Certain

Dreams Come True If You Survive The Hard Times!

The New Year Begins In A Snow-storm Of White Vows.

Age Is A Matter Of Feeling, Not Of Years.

In The Journey Of The Year, The Autumn Is Venice, Spring Is Naples, Certainly, And The Majestic Maturity Of Summer Is Rome.

There Is Very Little Moral Mixture In The 'antislavery' Feeling Of This Country. A Great Deal Is Abstract Philanthropy; Part Is Hatred Of Slaveholders; A Great Part Is Jealousy For White Labor, Very Little Is Consciousness Of Wrong Done And The Wish To Right It.