But Remember, I Am No Politician, And

... While The Light Burning Within May Have Been Divine, The Outer Case Of The Lamp Was Assuredly Cheap Enough.

Every Child Was Taught From His Cradle That Money Was Mammon, The Chief Agent Of The Flesh And The Devil. As He Grew Up It Was His Duty As A Christian And A Gentleman To Appear To Despise Filthy Lucre, Whatever His Secret Opinion Of It Might Be.

War May Be An Armed Angel With A Mission, But She Has The Personal Habits Of The Slums.

But Remember, I Am No Politician, And No Seer Into Souls.

Sitting By The Chimney Corner As We Grow Old, The Commonest Things Around Us Take On Live Meanings And Hint At The Difference Between These Driving Times And The Calm, Slow Moving Days When We Were Young.