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Show A CHAT WITH THE BOYS. j Boys. I want to have a little talk j with you. I don't want to lecture, just a friendly sort of a chat, you know.i j Let us go out under the trees where j you can whittle, for somehow a bov j can listen so much better if he can I whittle or ack nutst; I know, for I j was a boy once, and do you know I ! have never quite gotten over being a j boy. That is one of the strange things ! about life. Some of you would say of j me, "He will be an old man before j long." But to me it is the other men of my age who are getting old. And I have heard old men say of some other old man, "He is growing quite feeble." That is the way, it is always the other fellow who is growing old. Strange, ipn't it? But I' am sure of one thing, boys: You are growing old just as fast as I am. Did you ever think of it? J is worth thinking about. And we grew old so fast that if you! are not careful you will be very much the same when you are men as you are now; and in many ways I hope you will not change. But there are many things the world will excuse in a boy that it will hardly forgive in a matt, and so, perhaps, it may be worth w hile for you to take a look at yourselves. Supnose you stand your habits up in a row and take a look at them. Is there anything there among those habits of yours I which would not look manly in me? If there is, then make it your everyday I bufiinssd to get rid of it. and don't let up on the job until it is done, for habits grow like cockieburs. and more persistent persist-ent than Canada thistle and you are growing old so fast. |