Take My Camel, Dear,' Said My Aunt

Still I Sojourn Here, Alone And Palely Loitering, Though The Sedge Is Withered From The Lake And No Birds Sing. For I Sent The Bath Towel To The Wash This Morning, And Omitted To Put Out Another. I Have No Towel.

Giving Is Not At All Interesting; But Receiving Is, There Is No Doubt About It, Delightful.

Here Is One Of The Points About This Planet Which Should Be Remembered; Into Every Penetrable Corner Of It, And Into Most Of The Impenetrable Corners, The English Will Penetrate. They Are Like That; Born Invaders. They Cannot Stay At Home.

Love's A Disease. But Curable.

All Sorts Of Articles And Letters Appear In The Papers About Women. Profound Questions Are Raised Concerning Them. Should They Smoke? Should They Work? Vote? Marry? Exist? Are Not Their Skirts Too Short, Or Their Sleeves? Have They A Sense Of Humor, Of Honor, Of Direction? Are Spinsters Superfluous? But How Seldom Similar Inquiries Are Propounded About Men.