Your Trouble's Easy Borne When Everybody Gives

Where Jack Isn't Safe, Tom's In Danger.

What People Do Who Go Into Politics I Can't Think; It Drives Me Almost Mad To See Mismanagement Over Only A Few Hundred Acres.

Family Likeness Has Often A Deep Sadness In It. Nature, That Great Tragic Dramatist, Knits Us Together By Bone And Muscle, And Divides Us By The Subtler Web Of Our Brains; Blends Yearning And Repulsion; And Ties Us By Our Heart-strings To The Beings That Jar Us At Every Movement.

In Poor Rosamond's Mind There Was Not Room Enough For Luxuries To Look Small In.

We Hand Folks Over To God's Mercy, And Show None Ourselves.