Talent Without Tact Is Only Half Talent.

Washington Is Not A Place To Live In. The Rents Are High, The Food Is Bad, The Dust Is Disgusting And The Morals Are Deplorable. Go West, Young Man, Go West And Grow Up With The Country.

Great Grief Makes Sacred Those Upon Whom Its Hand Is Laid. Joy May Elevate, Ambition Glorify, But Sorrow Alone Can Consecrate.

Printer's Ink Is The Great Apostle Of Progress, Whose Pulpit Is The Press.

Mr. Lincoln Is Already Defeated. He Cannot Be Re-elected.

Apathy Is A Sort Of Living Oblivion.