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Show YOURSELF T CRNFELL i and YOUR BODY! THE BODY ALWAYS FIGHTING BATTLES j i fou; fse Enemy Finally Wins Most People Their Own Worst Enemy. Your Five Stages In Llfa. Ear-Trumpets Like Grandmother's I ifr -tOWEYER careful you and 1 I I are of our bodies, each I I body hag really to be always al-ways like a city In war time, on the 'qui vlve' all the time. For It has a thousand enemies which are forever working to pull It down, to get Inside and destroy It Everything Every-thing has. Even the rocks are the same; the heat blisters them, the cold splits them, and the water dissolves them; the drought powders them, the wind blows sand against them and wears them down, the sea washes them away. But there Is one comfort In spite of all the changing, nothing is ever lost. What conies off the mountains moun-tains collects In the valleys and grows tip Into plants ; the green stuff in the plants stores it all up with sunshine, and so It becomes Ere and light, makes food, and Is built up Into men again. "In the same way my body, when I have done with It, may be buried and Tiecome earth, or may wash away Into the sea and be eaten by shellfish and so become coral perhaps, and so change Into rocks again. Or It may grow into a lettuce or grass and be eaten by a cow; and others eat the bpef or drink the milk, and so use it all over again. Even the rest of the sunshine that pours down is just the rame. It isn't wasted either. It lifts up water to float as clouds, which -ome and rain on the crops, and make food for strength and rivers for water power. It gets 'canned up' in wood or -coal or oil to drive engines, or In wheat and fruits and vegetables for us to drive our bodies with. "Even the winds are not lost. They stir the water and help to beat up rocks, and so turn them Into heat and so on. The real fact Is that there must be always two things or forces, as It were, moving In opposite ways, like the game of ornnges and lemons. One is always pulling down ; one Is always building up. One U called positive; the other negative. Each Is, as It were, holding the other In Its place, keeping the other awake, and ! Insuring that It does Its work, so that it keeps moving." "There Is one thing more. In spite of all that you and the cells can do, after about 70 years, enemies get tie better of all bodies. The cells get old and worn out. The hair falls, the teeth drop out, our eyes grow dim, our ears get deaf, our bones get brittle brit-tle and break, our pipes for carrying blood get chalky and burst. Then we make false teeth to help us go on chewing our food, till finally we have to go back to drinking milk as we did when we were babies. We make spectacles spec-tacles for our eyes, and. trumpets for our ears, like those grandmother used, and caps and wigs to keep our heads warm, and sticks and crutches and wooden legs and Invalid chairs till at last we give it up, and don't die, but just leave the wretched old body and go into another world and hope to get another body, so as to go on working somewhere else. A great deal of all this trouble is our own fault, because some men abuse their bodies so shamefully by drinking bad stuff, eating too much, and so on." "How long ought my body to last?" "A hundred and twenty-five years, anyhow. That's five" times as long as it took to grow perfect." (Chorus) : "Gee!!" by the Bell Sjmdlcat, Ino.) |