A Straw Vote Only Shows Which Way

Humans Were Denied The Speech Of Animals. The Only Common Ground Of Communication Upon Which Dogs And Men Can Get Together Is In Fiction.

In Dress, Habits, Manners, Provincialism, Routine And Narrowness, He Acquired That Charming Insolence, That Irritating Completeness, That Sophisticated Crassness, That Overbalanced Poise That Makes The Manhattan Gentleman So Delightfully Small In Its Greatness.

Fortune Is A Prize To Be Won. Adventure Is The Road To It. Chance Is What May Lurk In The Shadows At The Roadside.

What Is The World At Its Best But A Little Round Field Of The Moving Pictures With Two Walking Together In It?

In Time Truth And Science And Nature Will Adapt Themselves To Art. Things Will Happen Logically, And The Villain Be Discomfited Instead Of Being Elected To The Board Of Directors. But In The Meantime Fiction Must Not Only Be Divorced From Fact, But Must Pay Alimony And Be Awarded Custody Of The Press Despatches.