Life Is Nearly Over With Me. I

As Buds Give Rise By Growth To Fresh Buds, And These, If Vigorous, Branch Out And Overtop On All Sides Many A Feebler Branch, So By Generation I Believe It Has Been With The Great Tree Of Life, Which Fills With Its Dead And Broken Branches The Crust Of The Earth, And Covers The Surface With Its Ever Branching And Beautiful Ramifications.

The Season Of Love Is That Of Battle. The Roots Of These Fights Run Deep.

Light Will Be Thrown On The Origin Of Man And His History.

Some Call It Evolution, And Others Call It God.

To Kill An Error Is As Good A Service As, And Sometimes Even Better Than, The Establishing Of A New Truth Or Fact.