LXVI.
SLIVVERS OV THOUGHT.
The heart ov a true friend iz like a mirror; if yu look into it yu see yurself thare.
Wisdom that don't make us happier aint worth plowing for.
I am dredful fond ov melody; and a banjo, with a negro hung tew it, will knock more sense out ov me, in one night, than i kan git back in 3 weeks.
It is a good plan tu know menny people, but tu let only a few kno yu.