Wrecked On The Lee Shore Of Age.

What's Everybody's Business Is Nobody's Business.

Life Was Resumed, And Anxious Living Blew Away As If It Had Not Been. I Could Not Breathe Deep Enough Or Long Enough. It Was A Return To Happiness.

Do Not Hurry Too Fast In These Early Winter Days, - A Quiet Hour Is Worth More To You Than Anything You Can Do In It.

There Was A Patient Look On The Old Man's Face, As If The World Were A Great Mistake And He Had Nobody With Whom To Speak His Own Language Or Find Companionship.

Your Patience May Have Long To Wait,whether In Little Things Or Great,but All Good Luck, You Soon Will Learn,must Come To Those Who Nobly Earn.who Hunts The Hay-field Overwill Find The Four-leaved Clover.