I Look Through The Grave Into Heaven.

The Coat Of The Buffalo Never Pinches Under The Arm, Never Puckers At The Shoulders; It Is Always The Same, Yet Never Old Fashioned Nor Out Of Date.

Applying Good Sense To Religion And Religion To Life. This Is The Field In Which I Design To Labor

Every Man Has At Times In His Mind The Ideal Of What He Should Be, But Is Not. This Ideal May Be High And Complete, Or It May Be Quite Low And Insufficient; Yet In All Men, That Really Seek To Improve, It Is Better Than The Actual Character... Man Never Falls So Low, That He Can See Nothing Higher Than Himself.

The Heresy Of One Age Is The Orthodox Belief And "only Infallible Rule" Of The Nest.

Truth Never Yet Fell Dead In The Streets; It Has Such Affinity With The Soul Of Man, The Seed However Broadcast Will Catch Somewhere And Produce Its Hundredfold.