Manners Are Like Primary Colors,

A Lady Never Asks A Gentleman To Dance, Or To Go To Supper With Her.

Etiquette Requires The Presumption Of Good Until The Contrary Is Proved.

People Who Picnic Along The Public Highway Leaving A Clutter Of Greasy Paper And Swill (not A Pretty Name, But Neither Is It A Pretty Object!) For Other People To Walk Or Drive Past, And To Make A Breeding Place For Flies, And Furnish Nourishment For Rats, Choose A Disgusting Way To Repay The Land-owner For The Liberty They Took In Temporarily Occupying His Property.

The Honor Of A Gentleman Demands The Inviolability Of His Word, And The Incorruptibility Of His Principles. He Is The Descendent Of The Knight, The Crusader; He Is The Defender Of The Defenseless And The Champion Of Justice--or He Is Not A Gentleman.

Bread Is Like Dressed, Hats And Shoes - In Other Words, Essential!