Hospitality In The Prairie Country Is Not

My Advice To You, If You Should Ever Be In A Hold Up, Is To Line Up With The Cowards And Save Your Bravery For An Occasion When It May Be Of Some Benefit To You.

Inject A Few Raisins Of Conversation Into The Tasteless Dough Of Existence.

It Ain't The Roads We Take; It's What's Inside Of Us That Makes Us Turn Out The Way We Do.

You Can't Appreciate Home Till You've Left It, Money Till It's Spent, Your Wife Till She's Joined A Woman's Club, Nor Old Glory Till You See It Hanging On A Broomstick On The Shanty Of A Consul In A Foreign Town.

If There Ever Was An Aviary Overstocked With Jays It Is That Yaptown-on-the-hudson, Call New York. Cosmopolitan They Call It, You Bet. So's A Piece Of Fly-paper. You Listen Close When They're Buzzing And Trying To Pull Their Feet Out Of The Sticky Stuff. "little Old New York's Good Enough For Us"--that's What They Sing.