If Man Knew How Women

In Dress, Habits, Manners, Provincialism, Routine And Narrowness, He Acquired That Charming Insolence, That Irritating Completeness, That Sophisticated Crassness, That Overbalanced Poise That Makes The Manhattan Gentleman So Delightfully Small In Its Greatness.

There Are A Few Editor Men With Whom I Am Privileged To Come In Contact. It Has Not Been Long Since It Was Their Habit To Come In Contact With Me. There Is A Difference.

It Was Beautiful And Simple, As Truly Great Swindles Are.

Fortune Is A Prize To Be Won. Adventure Is The Road To It. Chance Is What May Lurk In The Shadows At The Roadside.

A Straw Vote Only Shows Which Way The Hot Air Blows.