Henry Watterson: “They loved truth for truth’s sake, even as they loved their country.”

From fakers who have cards up their sleeves, not to mention snakes in their boots, we hear a great deal about “the people,” pronounced by them as if it were spelled “pee-pul.” It is the unfailing recourse of the professional politician in…

It is love—love through grace of God—truth where we can find it—which shall irradiate the life that is.

In short he was an opportunist void of conviction and indifferent to consistency.

But my face in the glass I’ll serenely survey, And with smiles count each wrinkle and furrow— That this worn-out old stuff which is thread-bare to-day Shall become everlasting to-morrow.