Love Differs From All The Other Contagious

But, When The Goddess' Work Is Done,the Woman's Still Remains.

It Would Seem Evident, Therefore, That The Secret Of The American Short Story Was The Treatment Of Characteristic American Life, With Absolute Knowledge Of Its Peculiarities And Sympathy With Its Method.

If, Of All Words Of Tongue And Pen, The Saddest Are, It Might Have Been,' More Sad Are These We Daily See: 'it Is, But Hadn't Ought To Be!'

There Is Peace In The Swamp, Though The Quiet Is Death

Besides Writing, I Have Been Teaching Myself To 'develop' My Own Photographic Plates, And I Haven't A Stick Of Clothing Or An Exposed Finger That Isn't Stained. I Sit For Hours In A Dark-room Feeling As If I Were A Very Elderly Faust At Some Dreadful Incantation, And Come Out Of It, Blinding At The Light, Like A Bastille Prisoner. And Yet I Am Not Successful!