Occupation: Author Birth: 1841 Death: 1911
The lightning-bug is brilliant, but he hasn't any mind; He stumbles through existence with his headlight on behind..
Life is a game of whist. From unseen sources The cards are shuffled, and the hands are dealt. I do not like the way the cards are shuffled, But yet I….
No town can hope prosperity and trade, unless the press shall vigorously aid..
The farmer works the soil. The agriculturalist works the farmer..
Human hopes and human creeds; have their root in human needs..
All glory comes from daring to begin..
Man builds no structure which outlives a book..