| Show BRIGHT AND GLOOMY HOURS ahl ah this beautiful world indeed I 1 know not what to think of it sometimes it is ail all gladness and ana sunshine and heaven maven itself lanot ignot far fan off orf and then it changes suddenly and allis dark and sorrowful and the clouda shut out ont the sky in the lives of the saddest odst of us there aie ale are aro bright bright days like thia this when we feel as it i we cou could dd take the great world in our arms then come the gloomy hours when the fire will neither burn in iq our hearts nor on our hearth and all without and within is dismal cold ant and dark believe me every heart has its secre sorrows which the world knows not and armps we call cill a tda manou when ae he is anly only ax aal |
