When Of A Gossiping Circle It Was

Won't You Come Into The Garden? I Would Like My Roses To See You.

There Is Nothing On Earth So Easy As To Forget, If A Person Chooses To Set About It. I'm Sure I Have As Much Forgot Your Poor, Dear Uncle, As If He Had Never Existed; And I Thought It My Duty To Do So.

If It Is Abuse, - Why One Is Always Sure To Hear Of It From One Damned Goodnatured Friend Or Another!

We Will Not Anticipate The Past; So Mind, Young People,-our Retrospection Will Be All To The Future.

Here Is The Whole Set! A Character Dead At Every Word.