I Love Different Folks.

I Love Different Folks.

There Was A Thoughtful Frown On The Face Of The Man Who Was The Possessor Of Twenty Million Dollars.

Oh, But Aunt Polly, Aunt Polly, You Haven't Left Me Any Time At All Just To- To Live.

... If God Took The Trouble To Tell Us Eight Hundred Times To Be Glad And Rejoice, He Must Want Us To Do It—some.

It'll Be Just Lovely For You To Play -- It'll Be So Hard. And There's So Much More Fun When It Is Hard!