The only "protection" they ever were in need of is protection from dogs and tariff-mongers. - Joel Benton

For the people to buy themselves out, would be the only honest way of transfer; but this would be like a man standing in a corn-basket and trying to lift himself by its handles over the fence.

His cherished woods are mute. The stream glides down </br> The hill as when I knew it years ago; </br> The dark, pine arbor with its priestly gown </br> Stands hushed, as if our grief it still would show.

Winged soul of beauty, tropic in desire, </br> Thy love seems alien in our northern zone; </br> Thou giv'st to our green lands a burst of fire </br> And callest back the fables we disown. </br> The hot equator thou mightst well inspire, </br> Or stand above some Eastern monarch’s throne.