Tain't Worthwhile To Wear A Day All

You Must Find Your Own Quiet Center Of Life, And Write From That To The World.

My Friends Plunged Into A Borderless Sea Of Reminiscences And Personal News.

Look Bravely Up Into The Sky, And Be Content With Knowing That God Wished For A Buttercup Just Here, Where You Are Growing.

Wrecked On The Lee Shore Of Age.

My Dear Father; My Dear Friend; The Best And Wisest Man I Ever Knew, Who Taught Me Many Lessons And Showed Me Many Things As We Went Together Along The Country By-ways.