Business Neglected Is Business Lost.

No Shoots, Says Friday, No Yet, Me Shoot Now, Me No Kill; Me Stay, Give You One More Laugh.

I Hear Much Of People's Calling Out To Punish The Guilty, But Very Few Are Concerned To Clear The Innocent.

I Know Not What To Call This, Nor Will I Urge That It Is A Secret, Overruling Decree, That Hurries Us On To Be The Instruments Of Our Own Destruction, Even Though It Be Before Us, And That We Rush Upon It With Our Eyes Open.

Today We Love What Tomorrow We Hate, Today We Seek What Tomorrow We Shun, Today We Desire What Tomorrow We Fear, Nay, Even Tremble At The Apprehensions Of.

Now, Said I Aloud, My Dear Father's Words Are Come To Pass: God's Justice Has Overtaken Me, And I Have None To Help Or Hear Me: I Rejected The Voice Of Providence.