I Have No Wish For A Second

The Canadian People Are More Practical Than Imaginative. Romantic Tales And Poetry Would Meet With Less Favour In Their Eyes Than A Good Political Article From Their Newspapers.

Curses, Like Chickens, Come Home To Roost.

I Have No Wish For A Second Husband. I Had Enough Of The First. I Like To Have My Own Way To Lie Down Mistress, And Get Up Master.

What A Wonderful Faculty Is Memory! -- The Most Mysterious And Inexplicable In The Great Riddle Of Life; That Plastic Tablet On Which The Almighty Registers With Unerring Fidelity The Records Of Being, Making It The Depository Of All Our Words, Thoughts And Deeds -- This Faithful Witness Against Us For Good Or Evil.

Large Parties Given To Very Young Children... Foster The Passions Of Vanity And Envy, And Produce A Love Of Dress And Display Which Is Very Repulsive In The Character Of A Child.