What Do These New Balsam-Illficol Sales Advantagfes Mean to You, Mr. Lumber Dea1er?

-THEY MEAN

{oster soles to customers becouse of the most convincing sotres orgument ever presented: o reduced price fior o. better product.

_THEY MEAN

greoier co-operotion from corpenters ond contrcrctors, becouse of the new eo.se with which Bolsom-Wool SEALED Insulotion is opplied.

-THEY MEAN

the SURE woy to insulote-guoronteed oir spaces on both sides o{ ihe Bolscrm-Wooi-positive opplicotion-still higher efficiencY.

-THEY MEAN

increosed opportunity to combot compeiition. ONLY LUMBER DEALERS CAN SELL BALSAM. WOOL. More thon ever, your profits ore sofeguorded from unscrupulous competitive meihods.

Spring

By Henry Timrod

Spring, with that nameless pathos in the air

Which dwells with all things fair, , Spring, with her golden suns and silver rain, Is with us once again.

My Symphony

By William Henry Channing

To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion; to be worthy, not respectable, and wealthy, not rich; to study hard, think quietly, talk gently, act frankly; to listen to stars and birds, to babes and sages, with open heart; to bear all cheerfully, do all bravely, await occasions, hurry never. In a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious, grow up through the common. This is to be my symphony.

When He Got It

IIim: "Well, I suppose you're plenty angry because I came home with this black eye last night."

Her (sweetly): "Not at all, dear. You may not remember it, but when you came home you didn't have that black eye.tt

Spring Ode

By Don Marquis

Fill me with sassafras, nurse, And juniper juice !

Let me see if I'm still any use !

For I want to be young, and to sing again, Sing again, sing again !

Middle age is a curse !

Intellect is invisible to the man who has none.

-Schopenhauer.

If you have to keep reminding yourself of a thing, perhaps it isn't so.

-Christopher Morley.

A Song The Grass Sings

By Charles G. Blanden

The violet is much too shy, The rose too little so; I think I'll ask the buttercup If I may be her beau.

When winds Bo bI, I'll nod to her And she will nod to me, And I will kiss her on the cheek As gently as may be.

And when the mower cuts us down, Together we will pass, I smiling at the buttercup, She smiling at the grass.

The Correct Definition

Mistress: How is your husband, Martha?

Martha: He's ve'y po'ly, ma'am, ve'y po'ly; he's got exclamatory rheumatism.

Mistress: You mean inflammatory, Martha, exclamatory means to cry out.

Martha: Yes, ma'am, dat's what 'tis, he hollers all de time.

A creditor is worse than a master; for a master owns only your person, a creditor owns your dignity, and can belabour that.

-Victor Hugo.

Lay Of Ancient Rome

Oh, the Roman was a rogue, He erat was, you bettum; He ran his automobilus And smoked his cigarettum. He wore a diamond studibus And elegant cravattum, A maxima cum laude shirt, And such a stylish hattum.

-Thomas R. Ybarra.