led ways,
Through the winter's wild cry,
Through the blooms of the Mays,--
When the years all have set,
What reward shall we get?

Through the battle and strife,
Through the right and the wrong,
We shall climb to the life
Where the years are a song;
When the sun shall have set,
There's a crown we shall get!

If the Luxuries and Vices were banished from this world, Virtue would
get so rich in a twelve-month that she would summon them all back and
give them greater liberties than they enjoyed before.

A Popular Preacher.

"Ah done tole yuh, Sam, dat new pweacheh ob ouahs am de bestes' man in
de pulpit dat ebbeh Ah see."

"How come, Rastus?"

"Why, doan't yuh know, de otheh night when de weatheh wuz so mighty
col', he nebbeh said a wohd ehbout hell-fiah, but jes' exhohted ehbout
hebben bein' a wahm en pleasan' place whah de flowehs bloom en de wohteh
millions git red heahts de whole yeah roun'; en sebenteen ob dem young
sinnehs come up to de mohneh's bench en got 'ligion mighty quick!"

An Incurable.

"And what is the peculiar derangement of this patient?" asked a visitor
of the Superintendent of the Insane Asylum, as an especially abject
victim was seen writhing and cowering in a padded cell.

"O, he is not insane,--he is just a common idiot," said the
Superintendent. "He sent comic valentines, and they had no other place
to put him!"

Good Morning,--Good Night!

As life with its glories
Crowds close in the light,
Tell pleasure good-morning
And sorrow good-night.

No matter what fortune
Comes down in swift flight,
Tell pleasure good-morning
And sorrow good-night.

Walk still in the sunshine,
Where blossoms bloom bright;
Tell pleasure good-morning
And sorrow good-night.

And out through the orchards
Where mirth rules in might,
Tell pleasure good-morning
And sorrow good-night!

It is always easy to find plenty of weeds in the garden of life, if you
are looking for weeds; but then even the weeds have blossoms of love
upon them!

Kansas Has Her Dander Up.

When Kansas gets her dander up and reaches for her gun,
I think some folks will chase themselves and hike out on the run;
I think the railroads will be good, John D. come off the perch
And christianize the Standard Oil until it joins the church;
I think the trusts and wicked men th