Learn The Sweet Magic Of A Cheerful

Learn The Sweet Magic Of A Cheerful Face.

Our Brains Are Seventy-year Clocks. The Angel Of Life Winds Them Up Once For All, Then Closes The Case, And Gives The Key Into The Hand Of The Angel Of The Resurrection.

To Reach A Port We Must Sail, Sometimes With The Wind, And Sometimes Against It. But We Must Not Drift Or Lie At Anchor.

The Indian Is But A Sketch In Red Crayon Of A Rudimental Manhood. To The Problem Of His Relation To The White Race, There Is One Solution: Extermination.

Truth Is Tough. It Will Not Break, Like A Bubble, At A Touch; Nay, You May Kick It About All Day Like A Football, And It Will Be Round And Full At Evening.