We who have lived before railways were made belong to another world. It was only yesterday, but what a gulf between now and then! Then was the old world. Stage-coaches, more or less swift, riding-horses, pack-horses, highwaymen, knights in armor, Norman invaders, Roman legions, Druids, Ancient Britons painted blue, and so forth -- all these belong to the old period. But your railroad starts the new era, and we of a certain age belong to the new time and the old one. We who lived before railways, and survive out of the ancient world, are like Father Noah and his family out of the Ark.

Titles are abolished; and the American Republic swarms with men claiming and bearing them.

Not only is the world informed of everything about you, but of a great deal more.

If people only made prudent marriages, what a stop to population there would be!

The tallest and the smallest among us are so alike diminutive and pitifully base, it is a meanness to calculate the difference.

We know that Heaven chastens those whom it loves best; being pleased by repeated trials, to make . . . pure spirits more pure.

A woman with fair opportunities, and without an absolute hump, may marry WHOM SHE LIKES.