HARDWOOD RECORD 



15 



Vert s Pertinent and Impertinent. 



Some folks they jes keep rantin' round, 



I reckon that's their way — 

 A liudin' fault with everything, 



A "knocker" in life's fray : 

 They'd like to change sun, moon ami stars, 



There's notliin' right, yon see; 

 This world, they say. is all-fired bad. 



But It — looks — good — to me ! 

 * * * 

 The weather, too. they give a roast; 



Too hot, too cold, too dry, 

 The rain's too wet, there's too much dust. 



This World Looics Good to Me. 



By T. .) . Nichuli.. 



The mud is ankle Midi ; 

 In fait, there's nothin' 'neath the skies 



That's absolutely free 

 Prom hm and sneers in this old world : 



But it — looks — good — to me : 



The simple life fer me, some cry, 



While others say instead. 

 Jes let us go the limit now — 



We'll be a long time dead. 

 A six months' trial is what some want 



1 if matrimonial g lee, 

 Some think the world's :i great 1 



lint it — looks— good to me! 

 * * * 

 now oft we get the same old dope 



\l our world of sorrow ; 



Of care ami woe where'er «. go, 



And troubles that we borrow: 

 But now I want to say right here 



In all sincerity — 

 'Ibis world's the best I've ever seen 



An' looks — dura — good — to me! 



Necessary. 

 For t )i traveler 

 the best guide book 

 is a cheek book. 



FOLLOWING EMINENT EXAMPLE. 



if. 



If there won' no 

 temptations t b e 

 naughty there would 

 be no virtue in being 

 nice. 



Morality a la Mode. 

 M il e r n moral ity 

 consists in accepting 

 the standards of one 's 

 age. 



Companion Traits. 

 A It a r d character 

 always is a weak one. 



To Others. 



The self-sat isfio. I 

 seldom a r e sat tsfac- 

 tory. 



Kind of Them. 

 Polks that take life 

 as a .lose always want 

 to prescribe for the 

 rest of the world. 



Just a Little. 

 There is some dan- 

 ger of mistaking a 

 resolution for a re- 

 form.. 



Never. 

 \'o\ or lend yourself 

 to the borrowing of 

 trouble. 



Best Approval. 

 To It a v e the ap- 

 proval of one's con- 

 science is truly worth 

 while. 



A Toast. 



May the best you Forestry Pafly : "Don't you know that It's a crime to slaughter trees like those?" 



wish for be the Bucolic Party : "I'm Iralnlng In pretty good company, If It Is. Didn't Washington chop 



down a cherry tree; didn't Lincoln split rails, and didn't Teddv have to cut down quite 

 worst you get. a sizable tree to get his big sHck7> . 



Procrastination. 

 Many people live a 



life nf o.illlo- t,, ,]„ 



ami die with nothing 

 done. 



Already Lost. 

 "He who thinks be 

 can 't win is quite 

 sure to be right about 

 it. for ho has already 

 lost." 



Do It Today. 



Today is the time 

 to do tilings; tomor- 

 row is the t into t0 ill) 



nothing. 



Truly Wise. 



Wise is t h e 111 a 11 

 w ho knows just what 

 to say -and when not 

 i" say it. 



A Compliment. 

 Just praise only 

 discharges a debt, but 

 a compliment conveys 



a present. 



Its Highest Value. 

 The chief good of 

 money is the being 



tree from t lie need of 

 Hi in king of it. 



Worth the Effort. 



A man may lie born 

 with ability, but he 

 has to hustle tor ex- 

 perience. 



The Difference. 



A II 111 e II m a y 1, e 



born equal, bul thej 



ilon 't all .lie I h a t 



way. 



Gossip. 



Time will tell — but 

 lie- gossips usually 

 tell first. 



Here's to laughter, the sunshine of the 

 soul, the happiness of the heart, the leaven 

 of youth, the privilege of purity, the echo 



of ini nee, the treasure of the humble, 



the wealth of the poor, the head of the cup 

 of pleasure; it dispels dejection, banishes 



Toast to Laughter. 



/') n)>i Life. 



blues ami mangles melancholy; for it 's the 



foe of woe, the destroyer of depression, the 

 em in;, of grief; it is what kings envy tin- 

 peasants, plutocrats envy the poor, I In- 

 guilty envy the innocent; it's the sheen on 

 Hie silver of smiles, the ripple on tin 



water's delight, the glint on the gold of 

 gladness; without it wit. would wither, dim- 

 ples would disappear and smiles would 

 shrivel, for it's the glow of a clean con- 

 science, the voice of a pure soul, the birth 

 cry of mirth, the sunn song of sadness. 



