The Bright Side: The Book of Good Cheer

Dear restless heart, be still, don't toil and worry so; God is the silent One, forever calm and slow;

Just wait, and wait, and wait, and work with Him below.

Dear restless heart, be still; don't struggle to be

free;

God's life is in your life, to Him you may not flee; Just pray, and pray, and pray, till you have faith

to see.

EDITH WILLIS LINN

GOOD TIMES

GOOD times they are comin',
Don't stand in their way;

Git onto the curbstone,

An' give 'em full sway.
Don't block up the traffic,

Don't hinder their pace;
Good times they are comin',
Make way for the race!

Good times they are comin',
Push, push on behind;
Don't scowl at the pageant,
Be cheerful an' kind.

Encourage the drummin'

With smiles on your face;
Good times they are comin',
Make way for the race!

BOSTON "HERALD”.

SMILE

"SMILE, and the world smiles with you,

Weep, and you weep alone;

For the good old earth has need of your mirth,
It has sorrow enough of its own."

OLD ENGLISH CLASSIC

DO NOT WAIT

Are there duties left undone?
Are there laurels to be won?
While the new year has begun,
Do not wait.

Is there someone's heart to cheer?
Have you made life's road less drear?
You've a chance in this new year.
Do not wait.

Have you left life's pages wet?
With the tears of some regret?
You've a few bright pages yet.
Do not wait.

Fill them full of life's that true,
Scatter smiles when days look blue,
They'll reflect more light to you.
Do not wait.

Are your records just as bright
As you wish they were to-night?
You can make them nearer right.

Do not wait.

LUMILLA CLAIRE CLARK

"If I can stop one heart from breaking,

I shall not live in vain.

If I can ease one life the aching,

Or soothe one pain,

Or help one fainting robin

Unto his nest again,

I shall not live in vain."

AND I, too, sing the song of all creation,—
A brave sky and a glad wind blowing by,
A clear trail and an hour for meditation,
A long day and the joy to make it fly;
A hard task and the muscle to achieve it,

A fierce noon, and a well-contented gloam, A good strife and no great regret to leave it,

A still night and the far red lights of home.

THE ROAD TO LAUGHTERTOWN

Would ye learn the road to Laughtertown,

O ye who have lost the way?

Would ye have young heart though your
hair be gray?

Go learn from a little child each day,
Go serve his wants and play his play,
And catch the lilt of his laughter gay,
And follow his dancing feet as they stray;
For he knows the road to Laughtertown,
O ye who have lost the way.

KATHERINE D. BLAKE

FOLKS who never do any more than they get paid for, never get paid for any more than they do!

ALA BABA

CREEDS grow out of life-not life out of creeds.

WRITE it in your heart that every day is the best day in the year.

EMERSON

NEVER bear more than one kind of trouble at a time. Some people bear three-all they have had, all they have now and all they expect to have.

EDWARD EVERETT HALE