Them which is of other naturs thinks different.

Happiness is a gift and the trick is not to expect it, but to delight in it when it comes.

So, Mr. Chadband-of whom the persecutors say that it is no wonder he should go on for any length of time uttering such abominable nonsense, but that the wonder rather is that he should ever leave off, having once the audacity to begin-retires into private life until he invests a little capital of supper in the oil-trade.

Old Marley was dead as a doornail... The wisdom of our ancestors is in the simile.

He describes it as a large apartment, with a red brick floor and a capacious chimney; the ceiling garnished with hams, sides of bacon, and ropes of onions.

"She's a very charming and delightful creature," quoth Mr. Robert Sawyer, in reply; "and has only one fault that I know of, Ben. It happens, unfortunately, that that single blemish is a want of taste. She don't like me."

A man can well afford to be as bold as brass, my good fellow, when he gets gold in exchange!