An Effort Made For The Happiness Of

Neither Lemonade Nor Anything Else Can Prevent The Inroads Of Old Age. At Present, I Am Stoical Under Its Advances, And Hope I Shall Remain So. I Have But One Prayer At Heart; And That Is, To Have My Faculties So Far Preserved That I Can Be Useful, In Some Way Or Other, To The Last.

Law Is Not Law, If It Violates The Principles Of Eternal Justice.

If We Really Believed That Those Who Are Gone From Us Were As Truly Alive As Ourselves, We Could Not Invest The Subject With Such Awful Depth Of Gloom As We Do. If We Could Imbue Our Children With Distinct Faith In Immortality, We Should Never Speak Of People As Dead, But Passed Into Another World. We Should Speak Of The Body As A Cast-off Garment, Which The Wearer Had Outgrown; Consecrated Indeed By The Beloved Being That Used It For A Season, But Of No Value Within Itself.

Over The River And Through The Wood, To Grandfather's House We Go; The Horse Knows The Way To Carry The Sleigh, Through The White And Drifted Snow.

The Excess Of All Good Things Is Mischievous.