That whistles in the wind.
—William Wordsworth.
Govern the lips
As they were palace doors, the king within;
Tranquil and fair and courteous be all words
Which from that presence win.
BEAUTIFUL JOE
I was born in a stable on the outskirts of a small town. The first thing I remember was lying close to my mother and being very snug and warm. The next thing I remember was being always hungry. I am very unwilling to say much about my early life. I have lived so long in a family where there is never a harsh word spoken, and where no one thinks of ill-treating anybody or anything, that it seems almost wrong even to think or speak of such a matter as hurting a poor dumb beast.