y out that it is
true. The poor houses tell of its blight. Poverty-burdened homes and
broken hearts everywhere proclaim the awful truth.

"And yet, the land is cursed with these dram shops whose owners care
only for the money which comes to them and which should go to the
advancement of the happiness and the uplift of him who is their
victim. Boys, may we plead with you today never to allow this thing to
enter your life to keep you from being all that God wants you to be?"

THE SIMPLE LIFE
--Haste
--Quietness

The True Christian Life is the Safe, Sensible, Simple Life.

THE LESSON--That speed and greed must of necessity end in dire
disaster.

It is a splendid thing to teach the boys and girls the lesson that
true happiness attends the quiet, yet active life, while the race
after vain things brings only bitterness and disappointment.

~~The Talk.~~

[Because of the details in the drawing of the boat, it is advisable,
we think, to complete Fig. 64 before beginning the talk.]

"In these days the very air seems filled with the 'speed germ.'
Automobiles whiz here and there, and many a hen which now tries to
cross the country road never gets more than half way. We who live in
town have to keep a sharp lookout or we are apt to share the fate of
many a valuable Buff Cochin or Plymouth Rock. Trains speed along their
glistening rails faster than ever before. Great ships skim across the
ocean in days instead of weeks. The aeroplane, which needs neither
steel rails nor water to glide upon, darts through space still more
rapidly. Everybody seems to be in a hurry, whether he is or not. We
are impatient if the street car is half a minute late, when we are
fully aware that we have plenty of time to reach our destination.

"Again, we fret and work because we aren't getting rich fast
enough. We get mad at our neighbor because he buys an automobile and
despise him because we can't figure where he got the money with which
to do it. We aren't satisfied with having $50,000. We want
$500,000. And if we should get it, we would be just as dissatisfied
and go chasing after a million. What's the matter with us? Are we
crazy? Some women spend $50,000 a year on their clothes, whose mothers
dressed better, looked better, felt better and were better on $500 or
even a single hundred! In our mad chase after vain things how blind we
are to the things of true worth and usefulness!

"Every little while we get a shock that ought