A Torn Jacket Is Soon Mended; But

I Love An Author The More For Having Been Himself A Lover Of Books.

All Sense Of Hearing And Of Sight Enfold In The Serene Delight And Quietude Of Sleep.

This Will Be A Great Day In Our History; The Date Of A New Revolution - Quite As Much Needed As The Old One. Even Now As I Write They Are Leading Old John Brown To Execution In Virginia For Attempting To Rescue Slaves! This Is Sowing The Wind To Reap The Whirlwind Which Will Come Soon!

Even He That Died For Us Upon The Cross, In The Last Hour, In The Unutterable Agony Of Death, Was Mindful Of His Mother, As If To Teach Us That This Holy Love Should Be Our Last Worldly Thought - The Last Point Of Earth From Which The Soul Should Take Its Flight For Heaven.

Wondrous Strong Are The Spells Of Fiction.