There is no use to spend any time in worrying about the next world. Take
care of the world you have, and the next one will take care of itself
and you, too.

It's better to whistle than cry, brother,
It's better to whistle than cry;
The day may be gloomy and dreary
And black with the storms of the sky;
But whistle your heart to the sorrows!
They'll smile as they hurry you by!
It's better to whistle than cry, brother,
It's better to whistle than cry!

Plenty of Exercise.

"Mary Jane," said Farmer Jim to his wife as he pondered over the letter
just received from their boy Silas who was away at College; "Mary Jane,
what does Si mean about all this 'tarnal athletic business he's
a-talkin' of?"

Mary Jane had been a school-teacher before she married Farmer Jim, and
so she quickly explained:

"Why, he means dumb-bells and Indian clubs and trapezes and such things,
to give exercise to the boys, father."

"Wull, I'll be dumb-belled ef I had him out yander in the cottonfield
a-choppin' out the crab-grass, I guess he'd git all the exercise he
wanted!" snorted Farmer Jim.

"Away With the Sorrow."

Away with the sorrow,
The troubles and tears!
We'll laugh with the morrow
Through all of the years.

Away with the errors
That scourge as a rod!
Our sins and our terrors
Shall vanish with God.

The sob of our sadness
Shall cease bye and bye;
Away to the gladness,--
We're bound for the sky.

The Real Article.

"Doan't yuh talk ter me erbout yoh tahrpin en clam-bakes en yoistah
fries!" exclaimed a recently arrived Guthrie coon. "Des' gib me
sweet-'taters smotahed in 'possum gravy en all baked brown like we uster
hab 'em down in ole Mississip! Go' way, niggah! Dat wuz high-libben like
de real ahticle, I done tole ye!"

The Bright Side.

I.

The bright side! The bright side! In spite of wind and snow,
The summer comes in beauty and buds and blossoms grow,
And whatsoe'er the fortune that brings the rose or rue,
A kindly Heart in heaven is taking care of you!

II.

The bright side! The bright side!
Through all the hours of night,
The holy stars are watching you with sentinels of light,
And no matter how the sorrows may darken all the day,
The pleasures come in legions and drive their ghosts away.

III.

The bright side! The bright side!
Though disappoint