A Poor Relation—is The Most Irrelevant Thing

His Voice Was The Most Obnoxious Squeak I Ever Was Tormented With.

Sassafras Wood Boiled Down To A Kind Of Tea, And Tempered With An Infusion Of Milk And Sugar Hath To Some A Delicacy Beyond The China Luxury.

What Have I Gained By Health? Intolerable Dullness. What By Mode Meals? A Total Blank.

Much Depends Upon When And Where You Read A Book. In The Five Or Six Impatient Minutes Before The Dinner Is Quite Ready, Who Would Think Of Taking Up The Faerie Queen For A Stopgap, Or A Volume Of Bishop Andrews's Sermons?

Here Cometh April Again, And As Far As I Can See The World Hath More Fools In It Than Ever.