But I, when I undress me Each night, upon my knees Will ask the Lord to bless me With apple-pie and cheese..

Let my temptation be a book..

What smells so? Has somebody been burning a Rag, or is there a Dead Mule in the Back yard? No, the Man is Smoking a Five-Cent Cigar..

All good and true book-lovers practice the pleasing and improving avocation of reading in bed ... No book can be appreciated until it has been slept ….