Geo. Taylor--"I fear he will prove a weeping philosopher when he grows old, being so full of melancholy sadness in his youth." Fanny Sanford--"Pleasant without scurrility, witty without affectation, audacious, without impudency, learnedwithout opinions, and strange without heresy." Delmar Herbert--"I have immortal longing in me." Beatrice Reynolds--"She have a pleasing eye, a merry spirit, and her every motion speaks of grace." Earl Low--He is an honest, willing, kind fellow and I warrant you no tell-tale. His worst fault is that he is given to prayer; he is something peevish that way." Grace Conerd--"I am the daughter of my father's house and all the brother too." Harry Cary--"His heart and hand both open and both free, For what he has he gives,--what thinks he shows." John O'Connell--"That is a brave man. He writes brave verses, swears brave oaths and breaks them bravely." Arletta Vail--"Who chooseth me shall have as much as he deserves." Arthur Hayward--"We well know your tenderness of heart." Clara Coe--"I would have thought her spirit had been invincible against all assaults of affection." Walter Scheel--"He was a scholar and a ripe and good one; exceeding wise, fair spoken and persuading, lofty and sour to them that loved him not; but to those men that sought him, sweet as summer." Nellie Franklin--"Man is a giddy thing and this is my conclusion." Claud Camblin--"With eyes wide open, a living drollery." Mary Kringel--"She is not forward but modest as the dove. For patience she will prove a second Griselda."
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Karl Steinke--"A Daniel, a Daniel! yea, a Daniel; oh, wise young man, how I do honor thee."Josie Marshall--"A very good piece of work I assure you, and a merry." Beulah Kringel--"She is so kind, so apt, so blessed a disposition." Belle Bradbury--"She hath many nameless virtues." Bertha Keeley--"Those about her, from her shall read the perfect ways of honor." Charles Hulley--"The best conditioned and unwearied spirit in doing courtisies." Mabel Woodward--"Who chooseth me shall gain what many men desire." Belle Colver--"I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow than a man swear he loves me." Mabel Hartshorn--"She's a fair lady; I do spy some marks of love in her." |
Let others glory in verse and rhyme, About the flowers and glad spring time; But give me, I humbly beg The time when spiders up your arm Crawl not; and when no roving ants Upon your face and neck do dance; And no small worms both brown and green, Spinning from the trees are seen; And midst the heat, the dust and sweat, While thunder storms are booming yet, Taking the weather And all together, Have the winter time I'd "rether." F. B. S. |
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