A Snow Year, A Rich Year.

Building And Marrying Of Children Are Great Wasters.

A Crooked Log Makes A Strait Fire.

The Child Saies Nothing, But What It Heard By The Fire.

The Divell Never Assailes A Man, Except He Find Him Either Void Of Knowledge, Or Of The Fear Of God.

A Civil Guest Will No More Talk All, Than Eat All The Feast.