If One Man In The Country Could

Throughout The Day No Time For Memorandums Now. Go Ahead! Liberty And Independence Forever.

Sorrow, It Is Said, Will Make Even An Oyster Feel Poetical. I Never Tried My Hand At That Sort Of Writing But On This Particular Occasion Such Was My State Of Feeling, That I Began To Fancy Myself Inspired; So I Took Pen In Hand, And As Usual I Went Ahead.

I Would Rather Be Beaten, And Be A Man, Than To Be Elected And Be A Little Puppy Dog.

A Bulger Of A Place It Is. The Number Of The Ships Beat Me All Hollow, And Looked For All The World Like A Big Clearing In The West, With The Dead Trees All Standing.

We Must Not Permit Our Respect For The Dead Or Our Sympathy For The Living To Lead Us Into An Act Of Injustice To The Balance Of The Living.