"It is you ladies who knit the world together with kindness," he said.

"Alas, that men must rend it with fighting." "Alas!" whispered she.
Sheraton's own face was sad as he went on with the old justification.
"Jefferson would turn over in his grave if he saw Virginia divided as it is.

Why, Cowles, we've all the world we need here.

We can live alone here, each on his own acres, a gentleman, and all he needs of government is protection and fair laws.

Calhoun was right.