I will say this for man—i don’t kno ov enny enterprize he haz ever undertaken yet which had for its desighn the general interest ov humanity, but what haz succeeded.
If i am charitable, if i am komplasent, if i am grateful, if i am honest, if i am virtewous—what ov it?—i hav simply dun mi duty.
I am satisfied that thare aint no sich thing az eloquent words. Eloquence lays in manner, and i hav even seen an eloquent necktie.
Style iz everything for a sinner, and a leetle ov it won’t hurt even a saint.
Gravity, az a general thing, iz either the wizdum ov a phool or the cunning ov a raskall.
Humility iz a good thing tew hav, provided a man iz sure he haz got the right kind. Thare never iz a time in a kat’s life when she iz so humble az just before she makes up her mind tew pownce onto a chicken, or just after she haz caught and et it.
PLUM PITS.
A man with a few brains iz like a dorg with one flea on him, dredful oneazy.
I have alwus notised when an individual haint got the ability tew criticise judiciously, he dams indiskriminately.
What do yu bet Fame iz? I bet it iz climeing a greased pole tew win a puss ov 10 dollars and spileing a suit ov clothes worth fifteen.