We Do Not Go To The Theatre

In The Negro Countenance You Will Often Meet With Strong Traits Of Benignity. I Have Felt Yearnings Of Tenderness Towards Some Of These Faces.

We Are Ashamed At The Sight Of A Monkey--somehow As We Are Shy Of Poor Relations.

As Half In Shade And Half In Sun This World Along Its Path Advances, May That Side The Sun 's Upon Be All That E'er Shall Meet Thy Glances!

Anything Awful Makes Me Laugh. I Misbehaved Once At A Funeral.

Of All Sound Of All Bells... Most Solemn And Touching Is The Peal Which Rings Out The Old Year.