Time Will Explain.

The Distance Is Nothing When One Has A Motive.

If I Am Wrong, I Am Doing What I Believe To The Right.

The Musgroves Had Had The Ill Fortune Of A Very Troublesome, Hopeless Son, And The Good Fortune To Lose Him Before He Reached His Twentieth Year.

When Any Two Young People Take It Into Their Heads To Marry, They Are Pretty Sure By Perseverance To Carry Their Point, Be They Ever So Poor, Or Ever So Imprudent, Or Ever So Little Likely To Be Necessary To Each Other's Ultimate Comfort.

Vanity Working On A Weak Head, Produces Every Sort Of Mischief.