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Show HEW HOWLAND ai LITTLE I Iimv. no doubt that (her are man And Rrntla women, Inn, Who rlmm but Hi 1 1 gUilm-aa whea They atray from IiaraUin; I hava no dmilit ihat, even thrra I. If hna a thou.iinj rlmrrn.. vVhn hravp yoiitiij mn hold maidens fair Within thdr brawny artn. Tnlluluh. Tanutqua nnd Troy To you mnks no annals. Hut mnny a mahl ami many a boy Thrra plnitly gvt their nn-ai: At I'Mltil.-fl foat and I'llot Orova And 1'ratt and i'ulnnm'a Mills Are rm-n who hv no wlah to rove f.'larwhert In search of thrills. Manr-h f'hiink, Mmi-ppn. Manlate,' May all i--m dull to you. Hut thera slad t hlldrrn shout their glae And rngrr lovers woo: At Ilnckenaarh and I'ontlae " I. If" may have many a amlla Fnr (hnan ho hurry to t bark When they've ben gona while. So Just rrni'mlwr when you fare Arroa. our aplendld land And anmetlmea Idly notlra wh.ra The nlwpy hamlets stand That men and women th era may sae You paaalng on your way And think how lurky you would be If you mts-ht only stay. MERE OPINION. High living brings the strongest man down sooner or later. Poverty Is a tonic that the self-made man Is generally free to recommend for some other fellow's boy. The ladder of fame has a provoking tendency to tip over backward. Sad Outlook. Little Ethel bad been out playing with little Harold from across the street for at least an hour before grandma succeeded In getting ber to come in the bouse. "What do you and Harold play, any way?" the old lady asked. "Oh, we play that we are like Cousin Addle and Mr. Dutton." "Goodness me! Why, your Cousin Addle is Mr. Dutton's intended!" "Yes, I know, and I'm Harold s Intended" In-tended" "Goodness me! Dut they are going to get married." "So are we, when we grow op." "Goodness me! And what then?" "Oh, I suppose we'll have children." "Goodness me! And then whst?" "Then they'll get to be Intendeds." "Goodness me! And' what next?" "I suppose then they'll have children chil-dren and I'll be a foolish old Isdy and bold my bands up whenever the little ones get to talking, and not be able to say anything but "Goodness me!'" Her Day. "Yesterday," she cried, almost dancing danc-ing In ber glee, "was the proudest day of my life." "Why?" ber Cousin Hob from New York asked, "did the man you bave secretly loved for a long, long time ask you to bo bis wife?" "No, but a man I have refused three times married that Kafllppe girl who bas always been trying to make me play the fringe to ber sash, and I sat where I could look them both in the eyes and smile all through the ceremony." His Future. "I bear your dsughter bas put Mr. Whooper on probation." "Yes. Mabel Just told him plsln out and out he'd bave to show be could be good for six months before she'd marry blm." I "And after that I suppose your buu band will put htm on a salary?" As Far as She Could Co. He What do you tblnk of this talk about a family being able to live on 2 SO a week? She No. Arthur. I don't believe It can be done. Hut I will gladly be a sister to you. The Bright Side. "How do you like being married to an old man?" ber former chum arked "Ob. It ieQ't so bad I can lesve ntm In charge of a trained nurse most tt tje time" |