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Show A CHEERFUL FACE. Whenever we 8ec a long face, and by a long face we mean a face not a yard in length, but a face a mile long in worry, fret and care, it just gives us the "creeps." We once knew a m'an who wore such a face when worries of any kind would cross his path, and we have no doubt this continual contin-ual fretting would send him to an early grave were it not for a good friend who with a rousing slap on the back assured him that half the troubles trou-bles he encountered were of his own making. That friend was a wise philosopher, though he studied not A'Quinas, Bacon, Huxley or the others, oth-ers, and if you asked him what those men wrote, he would probably answer "Penny Dreadfully." He was a business man, a man of the world, and a very successful man to boot. He had his uphill fights and just as much troubles as fall to the lot of an ordinary man, yet he always faced those troubles with a smiling, a sunny face. I am sure that if that man saw his home and offices of-fices topple down, he would survey the ruins with a smile and just say, "It might have been worse; at any rate, fretting won't build them up again." Fret and worry about the things of life, and the looking forward to troubles which never come are a disease and kill as many as any disease we know; and the worst of it is, these things are contagious. con-tagious. If neighbor John over the way makes a mountain out of every little hill, it's ten to one I begin to do so, too. The office boy brings him a wrong message, the coal does not come, the pipe in the back yard gets choked. Just you see him when he learns of those things, and you would imagine by the long face he wears that he was condemned to marry straightaway one hundred of the oldest and sourest maids in Utah. And not only does he wear a long face, but anger, too, gets the better of him, and everybody and everything every-thing that he meets when the fit is on him, he relegates to the "warm corner." Half an hour afterwards, when his mind again assumes the normal, it is probable, if you are anywhere near him, you will hear him say this to himself: "Well, what a darned fool I have been! Look at all the useful energy-1 have wasted over a 'storm in a teacup."' Dear friends, life is short and full of worry enough, without j-ou making it shorter and more burdensome. Get that cheerful and smiling face on you; it's the handsomest face I know, and I am never tired of looking at it. Xone of us by taking thought can add to his stature one cubit. That is, none of us, by constant fret and worry about the things of this world, can better our position. po-sition. Say to yourself, when trouble of any kind crosses your path and everything looka dark around you : "Oh! where's the good of repining? For where there's a will there's a way. The sun may be shining tomorrow Although it looks cloudy today." Don't bo looking for those troubles which may never come, for it's time enough to bid the devil "Good morrow" when you meet him. |