There's no doubt the face of nature -LILLIAN TOWNSEND TAYLOR. THE MAN WHO FEELS. The man who feels is a happier wight Than the man who is callous and cold, For if he weeps in the gloom of night, He laughs in the sunbeams' gold; It reaches the summits of cheer; And after it all, when all is done, The man who feels is happier far— The pitiless sons of men; For if he sighs for his own gray woes, If the plant of pain in his bosom grows, And after it all, when all is said, The man who feels is a dear God's gift To a sorrowful, travailing world; We need not the souls that are callous as Fate, But the pitying tear for our fallen estate We need and we ever shall need. And after it all, when all is past, 'Tis the deed of love that alone may last, And the rest is chaff in the winnowing blast; In the garden of life, a weed. -ALFRED J. WATERHOUSE. NEVER TOO LATE. It is never too late to be happy; It is never too late to extend a hand With a cheering word once in a while. For there's never a sorrow or worry And a generous measure of mirth. -JEANETTE H. CAREY (Suggestion Magazine). KEEP HUSTLING. You may strike a day or two Good hard work kills mighty few, If you have a willing hand, If the merchant turns you down If "that draft" does not arrive, -GEORGE LOARTS. |