By Heaven! It Is A Splendid Sight

Letter Writing Is The Only Device Combining Solitude With Good Company.

This Is The Age Of Oddities Let Loose.

If From Society We Learn To Live, Solitude Should Teach Us How To Die.

Ah, Nut-brown Partridges! Ah, Brilliant Pheasants! And Ah, Ye Poachers!--'tis No Sport For Peasants.

In Hope To Merit Heaven By Making Earth A Hell.