If it's maples for company, Mistress Blythe, it's Lombardies for society." "What a beautiful night," said Mrs.Doctor Dave, as she climbed into the Doctor's buggy.
"Most nights are beautiful," said Captain Jim.

"But I 'low that moonlight over Four Winds makes me sorter wonder what's left for heaven.

The moon's a great friend of mine, Mistress Blythe.

I've loved her ever since I can remember.

When I was a little chap of eight I fell asleep in the garden one evening and wasn't missed.