Too Many Trained Nurses Discommode Cupid.

One Cannot Rest Except After Steady Practice.

I Got The Breaks. Starting From Nowhere In The Corn Belt, I Helped Edit A Country Weekly, Then Was Jack-of-all-departments On An Obscure Daily, So That When I Arrived In A Big City Everything I Tackled In The Line Of Column Conducting And Syndicate Peddling And Playwriting Had To Bring Promotion, Because I Had No Social Standing Which Could Be Endangered, No Reputation To Toss Away And No Pride Which Might Suffer A Setback. Everything I Acquired Had To Be Velvet. You Cannot Lose Your Silver Spoon If You Are Brought Up On Pewter.

It Is Not Time For Mirth And Laughter, The Cold, Gray Dawn Of The Morning After.

Too Many Trained Nurses Discommode Cupid.

Give The People What They Think They Want.