It's Called Political Economy Because It Is

I Detest Life-insurance Agents: They Always Argue That I Shall Some Day Die, Which Is Not So.

In Point Of Morals, The Average Woman Is, Even For Business, Too Crooked.

A Lone Maple Leaf Resting On Sand Have You Ever Been Out For A Late Autumn Walk In The Closing Part Of The Afternoon, And Suddenly Looked Up To Realize That The Leaves Have Practically All Gone? And The Sun Has Set And The Day Gone Before You Knew It, And With That A Cold Wind Blows Across The Landscape? That's Retirement.

With The Great Detective, To Think Was To Act, And To Act Was To Think. Frequently He Could Do Both Together.

A Silk Dress In Four Sections, And Shoes With High Heels That Would Have Broken The Heart Of John Calvin.