You Can Go To Hell -- I'm

If One Man In The Country Could Take All The Money, What Was The Use Of Passing Any Bills About It?

You Can All Go To Heck; I Will Go To Texas

Sorrow, It Is Said, Will Make Even An Oyster Feel Poetical. I Never Tried My Hand At That Sort Of Writing But On This Particular Occasion Such Was My State Of Feeling, That I Began To Fancy Myself Inspired; So I Took Pen In Hand, And As Usual I Went Ahead.

A Bulger Of A Place It Is. The Number Of The Ships Beat Me All Hollow, And Looked For All The World Like A Big Clearing In The West, With The Dead Trees All Standing.

You Can All Go To Hell. I’m Going To Texas.