It Is Only When You Open Your

It Is Only When You Open Your Veins And Bleed Onto The Page A Little That You Establish Contact With Your Reader.

It Is The Custom To Sneer At The Modern Apartment-house, Television, Big-city Christmas, With Its Commercial Taint . . . Office Parties, Artificial . . . Christmas Trees . . . But Future Generations In Search Of Their Lost Christmases May Well Remember Its Innocence; Yes, And Its Beauty, Too.

Kittens Can Happen To Anyone.

There Is The Little Matter Of Disposal Of Droppings In Which The Cat Is Far Ahead Of Its Rivals. The Dog Is Somehow Thrilled By What He Or Any Of His Friends Have Produced, Hates To Leave It, Adores Smelling It, And Sometimes Eats It.

No One Has Ever Been Able To Discover How They [cats] Make This Subtle Sound, And What Is More, No One Ever Will. It Is A Secret That Has Endured From The Very Beginning Of The Time Of Cats And Will Never Be Revealed.