Woman Is Woman's Natural Ally.

For The Weariest Road That Man May Wend Is Forth Fromn The Home Of His Father.

To A Father Waxing Old, Nothing Is Dearer Than A Daughter; Sons Have Spirits Of A Higher Pitch, But Less Inclined To Endearing Fondness.

Cowards Do Not Count In Battle; They Are There, But Not In It.

There Is In The Worst Of Fortune The Best Of Chances For A Happy Change.

Lady, The Sun's Light To Our Eyes Is Dear, And Fair The Tranquil Reaches Of The Sea, And Flowery Earth In May, And Bounding Waters; And So Right Many Fair Things I Might Praise; Yet Nothing Is So Radiant And So Fair As For Souls Childless, With Desire Sore-smitten, To See The Light Of Babes About The House.