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Show TWO GOLDEN DAYS KEPT FREE. Yesterday and To-Morrow Should Be Saved from All Worry. There are two days In the week upon which and about which I never worry. Two golden days. kept sacredly free from fear and apprehension. apprehen-sion. One of these days is yesterday. Yesterday, with all its cares and frets, with all its pains and sorrows, has passed forever beyond the power of my control, beyond the reach of my recall. I can not undo an act that I wrought; I can not recall a word that I said; can not calm a storm that raged on yesterday. All that it hold of my life, of regret, or sorrow, or wrong,, Is In the hands of the mighty love that can bring oil out of the rock aud sweet waters out of the bitterest desert tho love that can make tho wrong things right, and turn mourning Into laughter. Save for the beautiful memories, sweet and tender, that linger lin-ger like perfume of dried roses in the heart of the day that is gone, I havo nothing to do with yesterday. It was mine; now it oolongs to God. And the other day I do not worry over is tomorrow. To-morrow, with all Its possible cares, Its burdens, its sorrows. Its perils, Us poor perform-ings perform-ings and Its bitter mistakes, is as far beyond my reach of mastership as is Its dead sister, yesterday. Banner of Gold. |