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My Will

(This will is authentic. It was written on scraps of paper by an inmate of the Chicago Poorhouse, a brokedown, but sweet tempered old man. It was so beautiful that the Chicago Bar Association had it probated to give it legal life).

I, Charles Lounsbury, being of sound mind and disposing memory, do hereby make and publish this, my last will and testament, in order as justly as may be to distribute my interest in the world among succeeding men.

I give to good fathers and mothers, in trust for their children, all good little words of praise and encouragement, and all quaint pet names and endearments, and I charge said parents to use them justly and generously, as the needs of their children may require.

I leave to children exclusively, but only for the term of their childhood, all and every, the fowers of the fields, and the blossoms of the woods, with the right to play arnong them freely according to the customs of children, warning them at the same time against thistles and thorns. And I devise to children the banks of the brooks, the golden sands beneath the waters thereof, the odors of the willows that dip therein, and the white clouds that float high over the giant trees. And I leave the children the long, long days to be merry in, in a thousand ways, and the night and the moon and the train of the milky way to wonder at, but subject nevertheless to the rights hereinafter given to lerrers.

I devise to boys jointly all the useful idle fields and commons where ball may be played; all pleasant waters where one rnay swim; all snow-clad hills where one may coast; and all streams and ponds where one may fish, or where, when grim winter comes, one may skate; to have and to hold the same for the period of boyhood. And all meadows with the clovers and butterflies thereof, the woods and their appurtenances, the squirrels and birds, the echoes and strange noises, and all distant places which may be visited, together with the adventures there found. And I give to said boys each his own place at the fireside at night, with all pictures that may be seen in the burning wood, to enjoy without let or hindrance, and without any incumbrance of care.

To lovers, I devise their imaginary world with whatever they may need-as the stars of the sky, the red roses by the wall, the bloom of the hawthorne, the sweet strains of music, and aught else they may desire to figure to each other the lastingness and beauty of their love.

To young men jointly, I devise and bequeath all boisterous, inspiring sports of rivalry, and I give to them the disdain of weakness and undaunted confidence in their own strength, though they are rude. I give to them the power to make lasting friendships, and of possessing compan- ions, and to them exclusively I give all merry songs and brave choruses, to sing with lusty voices.

And to those whg are no longer children or youths or lovers, I leave memory, and I bequeath to them the volumes of the poems of Burns and Shakespeare and of other poets, if there be others, to the end that they may live over old days again, freely and fully, without tithe or diminution.

To our loved ones with snowy crowns, I bequeath the happiness of old age, the love and gratitude of their childrenrt until they fall asleep.

BUrLD ME A HousE

I'II build me a house-well, I don't know of what, For it isn't much money the money I've got, But I'll build rne a house, if its roof is of thatch, With a rock for a doorstep, a thong for a latch. Yes, I'll build me a housg build a house of my own, And of logs or of lumber, of brick or of stone, For I want me a house, be it plaster or pine, And it doesn't much matter, as long as it's mine.

I'll build me a house-well, perhaps on a hill, Or below in a hollow, if heaven so will, But I'll build me a house, on the highland or low, For the wife and the kids and a chicken or so. Oh, I'll build me a house, for a man's not a man Who some sort of way cannot figure or plan To build him a housg be it mighty or small. For the size of the house doesn't matter at all.

I'll build me a house, I'm determined on that; I'm tired of your tenement, sick of your flat. I'll build me a house, and it mayn't be grand, But I'll own the gateway and I'll own the land, I'll build me a house, for a bird builds a nest, And a dog has a place he can hide from the rest, There is some sort of a hole that is home to a mouse, And I may be as poor-but I'll build me a house !

(Author Unknown.)

Keeping In Practice

A mill woiker who had had a finger snipped off in a woodworking machine that morning, came back in the afternoon with his hand all bound up, to talk to the boss about it.

"IIow did it happen?" asked the foreman.

"'Well," said the young man; "I started the machine like this, threw down the gauge like that, then as the board came through I reached for it like this-damn ! There goes another l"