It Was Times Like These When I

Ladies In Bunches Always Filled Me With Vague Apprehension And A Firm Desire To Be Elsewhere.

I'm Charles Baker Harris...i Can Read

She's An Old Lady And She's Ill. You Just Hold Your Head High And Be A Gentleman. Whatever She Says To You, It's Your Job Not To Let Her Make You Mad.

We’re So Rarely Called On To Be Christians, But When We Are, We’ve Got Men Like Atticus To Go For Us.

Ladies Bathed Before Noon, After Their Three O'clock Naps, And By Nightfall Were Like Soft Teacakes With Frostings Of Sweat And Sweet Talcum.