HERE is an idea abroad among moral people that they should make their neighbors good. One person I have to make good: myself. But my duty to my neighbor is much more nearly expressed by saying that I have to make him happy-if I may. -Robert Louis Stevenson.

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O BE polite is to do and say

The kindest things in the kindest way.

-Sophia Bronson Titterington.

AM happy in having learned to distinguish between ownership and possession. Books, pictures, and all the beauty of the world belong to those who love and understand themnot usually to those who possess them. All of these things that I am entitled to, I have-I own them by divine right. So, I care not a bit who possesses them. I used to care very much and consequently was very unhappy.

If you have a song to sing,
Sing it now.

Let the tones of gladness ring
Clear as song of bird in spring.
Let every day some music bring;
Sing it now.

If you have kind words to say,
Say them now.

To-morrow may not come your way,
Do a kindness while you may;
Loved ones will not always stay;

Say them now.

If you have a smile to show,

Show it now.

Make hearts happy, roses grow,

Let the friends around you know

The love you have before they go;

Show it now.

BE what we are, and to become what we are capable

of becoming, is the only end of life.

-Robert Louis Stevenson.

HE common problem, yours, mine, everyone's
Is-not to fancy what were fair in life

Provided it could be; but finding first

What may be, then find how to make it fair

Up to our means,-a very different thing!
-Robert Browning

BE STRONG?

E strong!

We are not here to play, to dream, to drift;
We have hard work to do, and loads to lift;
Shun not the struggle-face it; 'tis God's gift.

Be strong!

Say not, "The days are evil. Who's to blame?"
And fold the hands and acquiesce-oh shame!
Stand up, speak out, and bravely, in God's name.

Be strong!

It matters not how deep intrenched the wrong,
How hard the battle goes, the day how long;
Faint not-fight on! To-morrow comes the song.

-Maltbie Davenport Babcock.

HERE is no duty we so much underrate as the duty of being happy. By being happy we sow anonymous benefits upon the world, which remain unknown even to ourselves, or when they are disclosed, surprise nobody so much as the benefactor. -Robert Louis Stevenson.

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WHEN THE BIRDS GO NORTH AGAIN

H, EVERY year hath its winter,

But a day is always coming

When the birds go north again.

When new leaves swell in the forest,

And grass springs green on the plain,
And the alders' veins turn crimson-
And the birds go north again.

Oh, every heart hath its sorrow,
And every heart hath its pain-
But a day is always coming

When the birds go north again.

'Tis the sweetest thing to remember
If courage be on the wane,
When the cold, dark days are over-

Why, the birds go north again.

-Ella Higginson.

HE virtue of originality is not newness-it is only genuineness.

ENTLENESS and cheerfulness, these come before all morality; they are the perfect duties. If your morals make you dreary, depend upon it they are wrong. I do not say "give them up," for they may be all you have; but conceal them like a vice, lest they should spoil the lives of better and simpler people. -Robert Louis Stevenson.

Its natchural enough, I guess,

When some gits more and some gits less,
For them-uns on the slimmest side

To claim it ain't a fair divide;

And I've knowed some to lay and wait,
And git up soon, and set up late,

To ketch some feller they could hate
Fer goin' at a faster gait.

The signs is bad when folks commence
A findin' fault with Providence,

And balkin' 'cause the earth don't shake
At every prancin' step they take.

No man is great till he can see

How less than little he would be

Ef stripped to self, and stark and bare

He hung his sign out anywhere.

My doctern is to lay aside
Contensions, and be satisfied:

Jest do your best, and praise er blame
That follers that, counts jest the same.
I've allus noticed grate success
Is mixed with troubles, more er less,
And it's the man who does the best
That gits more kicks than all the rest.

-James Whitcomb Riley.