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Heee's to a brace of birds high in favor with the present Master of the White House—

The Stork And The Alremarle Wild Turkey!

Julia Wyatt Bullard.


I Preach to you, then, my countrymen, that our country calls not for the life of ease, but for the life of strenuous endeavor. The twentieth century looms before us big with the fate of many nations. If we stand idly by, if we seek merely swollen, slothful ease and ignoble peace; if we shrink from the hard contests where men must win at hazard of their lives and at the risk of all they hold dear, then the bolder and stronger peoples will pass lis by, and will win for themselves the domination of the world.

Let us therefore boldly face the life of strife, resolute to do our duty well and manfully, resolute to uphold righteousness by deed and word; resolute to be both honest and brave, to serve high ideals, yet to use practical methods. Above all, let us shrink from no strife, moral or physical, within or without the nation, provided we are certain that the strife is justified, for it is only thru strife, thru hard and dangerous endeavor, that we shall ultimately win to the goal of true national greatness.


The Mighty West! I love it best,
'Tis not Bo "Wild and Woolly,"

Our Teddy Boy, our Greatest Joy,
He always calls it "Bully."

The Mighty West! I love it best,
"Tis there they make things hurry;

No loit'ring there, no sloven's share,
'Tis stir and spur and scurry.

The Mighty West! I love it best,
Out there they keep things moving;

"Tis where they work from morn till night,
They always are improving.

Of sentiment they also have

"Right Much" and more a-coming;

Yet? Notwithstanding? If? and But?
They WORK, and keep things humming.

The Mighty West! I love it best,
The Great Rich West we hear of.

The man who cannot make his way,
That Mighty West steer clear of.

C. E. Fisher.


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