We sometimes had those little rubs which Providence sends to enhance the value of its favors.

All that a husband or wife really wants is to be pitied a little, praised a little, and appreciated a little.

A flattering painter, who made it his care To draw men as they ought to be, not as they are.

And as a bird each fond endearment tries To tempt its new-fledg'd offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reprov'd each dull delay, Allur'd to brighter worlds, and led the way.

As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm,- Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.

Whenever you see a gaming table be sure to know fortune is not there. Rather she is always in the company of industry.

Hope is such a bait, it covers any hook.