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by JACK DIONNE

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Salutatory

Did you tackle the trouble that came your way With a resolute heart and cheerful? Or hide your face from the light of day With a braven soul, and fearful?

O, a trouble's a ton, or a trouble's an ounce, Or a trouble is what you make it, And it isn't the fact that you're hurt that counts, But only, how did you take it?

You are beaten to earth? Well. well ! What's that? Come up with a smiling face. It's nothing against you to fall down flat, But to lie there-that's disgrace.

The harder you're thrown, why the higher you bounce; Be proud of your blackened eye! It isn't the fact that you're licked that counts, It's how did you fight-and why?

And though you be done to the death-what then? If you battled the best you could, If you played your part in the world of men, Why the Critic will call it good. Death comes with a crawl, or comes with a pounce And whether he's slow or spry, It isn't the fact that you're dead that counts, But only, how did you die?

Not Too Crazy

Two fellows in a car went through the automatic signals and were stopped by a policeman.

"I'm sorryr" said the driver, quick-wittedly, "but I happen to be a doctor. I'm taking a patient to the asylum in a hurry."

But the officer was suspicious and looked penetratingly at the passenger. But he, too, was quick-witted, and looking up at the policeman with a seraphic smile, whispered, "Kiss me, Sergeant."

They got away with it.

During The Coming Year

Take time to work-it is the price of success.

Take time to think-it is the source of power.

Take time to play-it is the secret of perennial youth.

Take time to read-it is the fountain of wisdom.

Take time to worship-it is the highway to reverence.

Take time to be friendly-it is the road to happiness.

Take time to dream-it is hitching your wagon to a star.

Take time to love and be loved-it is the privilege of the gods.

Take time to look around-it is too short a day to be selfish.

Take time to laugh-it is the music of the soul.

Take time to live.

No Line

Not Perfect

Affronted Maiden: "How dare you? A perfect stranger!"

Drunk: "Tut ! Tut ! young lady ! None of us are perfect !"

Average

"Dad," said the son, "What is meant by the expression 'The Average Man'?"

"An 'Average Man', son, is one who isn't as good as his wife thought he was before she married him, or as bad as she thought he was, afterward."

In men whom men regard as ill, I see so much of goodness still, fn men whom men pronounce divine, I see so much of sin and blot. f hesitate to draw the lineWhere God has not.

WHERE?

Hubby: "We must think of the future. We ought to economize more. If I were to die, where would you be?"

Wife: "Why, I'd be right here. But where would you be ?"