Trust Not One Night's Ice.

He That Is Drunken * * * Is Outlawed By Himself; All Kind Of Ill Did With His Liquor Slide Into His Veins.

One Hand Washeth Another, And Both The Face.

Women Laugh When They Can, And Weepe When They Will.

The Sundaies Of Man's Life, Thredded Together On Time's String, Make Bracelets To Adorn The Wife Of The Eternal, Glorious King. On Sunday Heaven's Gates Stand Ope; Blessings Are Plentiful And Rife. More Plentiful Than Hope.

Beauty Draws More Than Oxen.