The Old Wanderlust Had Gotten Into His

Wall Street Had Been Doing Business With Pieces Of Paper; And Now Someone Asked For A Dollar, And It Was Discovered That The Dollar Had Been Mislaid.

American Journalism Is A Class Institution, Serving The Rich And Spurning The Poor.

It Is The Music Which Makes It What It Is; It Is The Music Which Changes The Place From The Rear Room Of A Saloon In Back Of The Yards To A Fairy Place, A Wonderland, A Little Comer Of The High Mansions Of The Sky.

All Art Is Propaganda. It Is Universally And Inescabably Propaganda; Sometimes Unconsciously, But Often Deliberately, Propaganda.

The Supreme Crime Of The Church To-day Is That Everywhere And In All Its Operations And Influences It Is On The Side Of Sloth Of Mind; That It Banishes Brains, It Sanctifies Stupidity, It Canonizes Incompetence.