Every Crowd Has A Silver Lining.

The Wonders Of The Ages Assembled For Your Edification, Education And Enjoyment - For A Price.

Clowns Are The Pegs On Which The Circus Is Hung.

No Profession, Trade, Or Calling, Is Overcrowded In The Upper Story.

Medicine Is The Means By Which We Poor Feeble Creatures Try To Keep From Dying Or Aching.

A Lovely Nook Of Forest Scenery, Or A Grand Rock, Like A Beautiful Woman, Depends For Much Of Its Attractiveness Upon The Attendance Sense Of Freedom From Whatever Is Low; Upon A Sense Of Purity And Of Romance.