Come When You're Called; And

A Love-match Was The Only Thing For Happiness, Where The Parties Could Any Way Afford It.

Our Pleasures In Literature Do Not, I Think, Decline With Age; Last 1st Of January Was My Eighty-second Birthday, And I Think That I Had As Much Enjoyment From Books As I Ever Had In My Life.

Did The Warwickshire Militia, Who Were Chiefly Artisans, Teach The Irish To Drink Beer, Or Did They Learn From The Irish How To Drink Whiskey?

Possessed, As Are All The Fair Daughters Of Eve, Of An Hereditary Propensity, Transmitted To Them Undiminished Through Succeeding Generations, To Be 'soonmoved Withtheslightesttouch Of Blame'; Very Little Precept And Practice Will Confirm Them In The Habit, And Instruct Them All The Maxims, Of Self-justification.

Promises Are Dangerous Things To Ask Or To Give.