A BIT OF ADVICE.
When you are talking of the other guy an’ say in T this and that,
Advertisin1 all his failin’s, havin’ his mistakes down pat,
Does it ever uccur to you how you’d feel if you but knew
That someone else was sayin * much the self-same things of you?
There are none of us so perfect an* none are so very good
That we can stand apart unsoiled an’ splash the world with mud
An’ when you’re spreadin’ scandal, you will sometimes find it true
That the man you’re paintin’ black as sin’s a better man than you.
There is some good in the worst of us, likewise the very best
Will show cm element of bad if we’re put to the test,
An’ so in steal of fin 1 in’ faults in things that others do
It would be best to look inside an’ see the faults inyou.
If you go out to look for bad, then bad you’ll mostly find,
Put if you try you’ll find a lot of good in all mankind,
An’ though these may be many things the other chap can't do
Just treat him right an’ he mayhap may do a lot for you.
An’ do not get the idea that you are free from blame,
For each of us has his own share of human faults and shame,
An’ don't be too self-satisfied for here’s a thing that's true;
The greater man you think you are, the less men think of you.
-Exchange.
TRY IT.
Say, what's the use taking stock ;
In all these things we hear
Why "rip" the lining out of Jones
And make Smith look queer ?
You cannot always tell,, my boy,
Perhaps ' tis all a lie
Just step around some tree
And watch yourself go by.
In "business as in pleasure,
And in the social life,
It doesn’t pay to speculate
Or let your thoughts run rife;
But try to see the best in those
Who in your pathway lie -
Just slip around behind some tree
And watch yourself go by.
SELECTED.
Do Englishmen understand American slang ?
Some of them do. Why ?
My daughter is to he married in London , and the Earl cabled me
to come across.
Well ?
Does he want rue or my wad.
A USEFJL TOOL.
Lieutenant; "Hey there.* Don't drive those tent pegs with
your rifle butt; use your head.
Mrs. Anderson: "I want a shirt for my husband".
Salesman: "Is he a big man"?
Mrs. Anderson: "He is going to be some day, but he is just
a sergeant now".