LITTLE HELPS BY THE WAY.

LITTLE HELPS BY THE WAY. 599.3 He who is false to the present duty breaks a-thread in the loom and will see the effect when the weaving of a lifetime is unraveled. -Selected. The looking on the best side of every event is worth more than…

GOOD.

GOOD. 393.2 Tall chimneys are belching Their columns of smoke; But life is a plenic, Oh, life is a jokel The street cars are glanging, And work calls to me But there's a home-coming, Home-coming to thee. Aye, there's a home-coming At…

The Family Reading-Table

The Family Reading-Table. 344.4 Father's busy roading of "The Graft That's All About": Mother's wondering when the next magazine comes out; Aunty hasn't finished with "The Lifting of the r Lid," Little Johnny's busy with "The Life of Captain…

THE CALL.

THE CALL. 554.10 My heart cried out for the sweet, cool haunts Of wood and glen and bird; I longed for the life of the forest glade Where the young deer roamed in the silent shade- "Twas the call of the wild I heard. …
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WHEN THE CROP’S LAID BY.

WHEN THE CROP'S LAID BY. 359.9 When the crop's laid by, When the crop's laid by. We'll forget the toil of sommer, 'neath a bright autumnal sky, With a song of plenty ringing o'er the cotton, corn an' rye When the crop's laid by, When the…

The Bachelor Is Happy, But-

The Bachelor Is Happy, But- 266.9 How happy is the bachelor! How free from care his life!. How much more blest he really is Than if he had a wife. He has no dressmakers to pay, No millinery bills; And similarly he escapes From many other…

Conversion

Conversion. 271.6 While in conversation with a com- pany of friends last evening a re- mark was made by one of the party to the effect that everybody "knocking" everybody else. That the doctors "pound't each other-by word of mouth-and…
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We’ve Heard it Before.

We've Heard it Before. 359.4 A million must toll that a thousand may play- It's the same old story; The man in the shop yearns to pitch the new hay, The hand in the field longs to hurry away to labor in town for $ a day- It's the same old story;…

The Drowsy Weather

The Drowsy Weather. 191.7 It's the drowsy sort of weather, when you'd rather be away Where the birds are singin' sweetly, all the lekla an' meadows say. An' the golden bees are havin' of a honey hatliday The drowsy sort of weather when you'd…

ENTHUSIASM.

ENTHUSIASM. 564.5 I kind o' like campaign' time I like to hear 'em tellさん) Jes' what the goverment should do to keep things goin' well; I like to hear 'em talk about the cor- poration folks That holds us common people by the throat; I…

Thanksgiving Always.

Thanksgiving Always. 489.3 When barn and byre are safe, When flocks are in the fold, When far and near the burdened fields Have bowed 'neath harvest's gold: When clusters rich have dropped From many a blushing vine, And genial orchards,…

THE ARROW AND THE SONG.

THE ARROW AND THE SONG. 532.1 I shot an arrow into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where; For so swiftly it flew, the sight Could not follow it in its flight. I breathed a song into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where, For…

The Ungained Height

The Ungained Height. Gardner Weeks Wood 101-1 Gardner Weeks Wood in Harpers Monthly If this be Life to count the languid hours That drift as dreams from sun to setting sun; Or, indolent, to watch the shadows run Across some sturdier dial-stone…

The Hidden Trail

The Hidden Trail 1282 My life stands still, the wheels of being elog; No hour is struck, and time has ceased to be The hazy choking clouds of wreathing fog Cover the pathway I no longer see On either side some ill may lurk for me Some…

THE BEST THING IN THE WORLD.

THE BEST THING IN THE WORLD. 500.6. The present year, 1906, is the one hundredth since the birth of Eliza- beth Barrett Browning and the sixti- eth since her marriage to Robert Browning; for she was in her forty- first year when she became…

CONSOLATION.

CONSOLATION. 384.9 We sigh for days that are no more, We mourn the loss of passions dead; We sing the threnodies of yore, And weep the tear of pleasures fled. Yet o'er the pathways of to-day Some lingering roses still may lean, And where…

The White Nove.

The White Nove. 265.2 Shall I tell a story. darling? I know one very old. I For when I very was a little child I used to hear it told. It is about a little boy And the pigeons which he sold. His mother she was very poor And kept a rich…

THE WORLD AT ITS BEST.

THE WORLD AT ITS BEST. 458.7 It's a good old world when the days are fair And a good old world when itrains; There are woes sometimes that are hard to bear. There are efforts that bring few gains: But the joys that come with each glad new…

All for the Love of a Girl

All for the Love of a Girl. 240.2 Jack was a bright eyed youngster, Happy and gay was he, Mamle, his dear little sweetheart. Roguish and so fair wan she. One day, while they were playing This little girl, just for fun. Threw her hat into…

The Station Agent Story

The Station Agent Story. 422.10 I will have to tell the story: Let me see: 'twas eight years ago, One blusterin night in winter When the alt was just thick with snow As the freight came round the curve there, They beheld man on the track,…