Rising Genius Always Shoots Forth Its Rays

The Indians With Surprise Found The Mouldering Trees Of Their Forests Suddenly Teeming With Ambrosial Sweet; And Nothing, I Am Told, Can Exceed The Greedy Relish With Which They Banquet For The First Time Upon This Unbought Luxury Of The Wilderness.

He That Drinks Beer, Thinks Beer.

A Father May Turn His Back On His Child, … . But A Mother's Love Endures Through All.

Surely Happiness Is Reflective, Like The Light Of Heaven.

Christmas Is A Season For Kindling The Fire For Hospitality In The Hall, The Genial Flame Of Charity In The Heart.