The Mercantile Business Did Not Suit Me

There Is But One Kind Of Love; God Is Love, And All His Creatures Derive Theirs From His; Only It Is Modified By The Different Degrees Of Intelligence In Different Beings And Creatures.

Hunting, Fishing, Drawing, And Music Occupied My Every Moment. Cares I Knew Not, And Cared Naught About Them.

A Mocking Bird Regularly Resorts To The South Angle Of A Chimney Top And Salutes Us With Sweetest Notes From The Rising Of The Moon Until About Midnight.

I Never For A Day Gave Up Listening To The Songs Of Our Birds, Or Watching Their Peculiar Habits, Or Delineating Them In The Best Way I Could.

As I Grew Up I Was Fervently Desirous Of Becoming Acquainted With Nature.