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Truth Is Not Exciting Enough To Those Who Depend On The Characters And Lives Of Their Neighbors For All Their Amusement; And If A Story Is Told Of More Than Common Interest, Ennui Is Sure To Have Its Joy In Adding Embellishments. If Hours Did Not Hang Heavy, What Would Become Of Scandal?

Sedition Is Bred In The Lap Of Luxury And Its Chosen Emissaries Are The Beggared Spendthrift And The Impoverished Libertine.

The Friendship Between Me And You I Will Not Compare To A Chain; For That The Rains Might Rust, Or The Falling Tree Might Break.

Not In Vain Has Lincoln Lived, For He Has Helped To Make This Republic An Example Of Justice, With No Caste But The Caste Of Humanity.

Ennui Is The Desire Of Activity Without The Fit Means Of Gratifying The Desire.