I Hate Babies. They're So Human.

The Censorious Said She Slept In A Hammock And Understood Yeats's Poems, But Her Family Denied Both Stories.

Sherard Blaw, The Dramatist Who Had Discovered Himself, And Who Had Given So Ungrudgingly Of His Discovery To The World.

He Spends His Life Explaining From His Pulpit That The Glory Of Christianity Consists In The Fact That Though It Is Not True It Has Been Found Necessary To Invent It.

Sophie Chattel-monkheim Was A Socialist By Conviction And A Chattel-monkheim By Marriage.

He Seems The Incarnation Of Everything Soft And Silky And Velvety, Without A Sharp Edge In His Composition, A Dreamer Whose Philosophy Is Sleep And Let Sleep.