This Is The Patent Age Of New

But Mighty Nature Bounds As From Her Birth; The Sun Is In The Heavens, And Life On Earth: Flowers In The Valley, Splendor In The Beam, Health On The Gale, And Freshness In The Stream.

I Should, Many A Good Day, Have Blown My Brains Out, But For The Recollection That It Would Have Given Pleasure To My Mother-in-law.

War, War Is Still The Cry,-"war Even To The Knife!"

Friendship May, And Often Does, Grow Into Love, But Love Never Subsides Into Friendship.

Since Eve Ate The Apple, Much Depends On Dinner.