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Peru Pertinent and Impertinent 



What of the morrow? Will night's darkness 

 break, 



That now holds sway o'er earth's unnumbered 

 throng? 

 Will man his place beside his brother take 



And in ranks firmly welded march along? 

 Will some great light shine in upon the mind 



So that all social prejudice shall end. 

 That we all men shall at one table find. 



And brotherhood make worthier the friend? 



What of the Morrow 



What of the morrow? Will its brightness throw 

 O'er all distinctions an illuming wave. 



That on the earth we shall no longer know 

 A lordly master or a menial slave? 



Will fair to-morrow's light so flood the heart 

 That each snail to his brother duty own, 



And each one do with willing hands his part 

 And only reap where he himself has sown ? 



What of the morrow? Will it come and go 



IS ANYONE SORRY? 



As these that darkly through the past have 

 thronged, 

 Or will it bring to mortal man below 



The light for which the centuries have 

 longed? 

 The light that, bursting in upon our souls, 



Transcends the brightness of the noonday sun. 

 And all our thoughts and acts alike controls, 

 .Making the nations of the earth as one? 

 — Thomas F. Porter in the Boston Globe. 



Some Financier 

 "He's one of our most successful financiers." 

 "That so? I didn't know he was rich." 

 "He Isn't. But he's supporting a family of 

 five on $12 a week." — Detroit Free Press. 



Lost to Shame 



"Bcarson says his ultimate desire is to be 

 a United States senator." 



"When a man gets so much money as he 

 has he doesn't care what kind of a life he 

 leads," — Life. 



—24r- 



No More Big Times Until Next Year 



Slow and Sure 



Mabel — "Yes, my grandpa has reachd the age 

 of 00. Isn't it wonderful'/" 



Willie — "Wonderful nothin' '. Look at the 

 time it's taken him to do it." — Boston Evening 

 Transerijit. 



■Wanted to Get Her Money Back 



Conductor — "You should wait until the car 

 stops, madam." 



Fair Passenger — "That's all you know about 



it ; I have an accident policy that hasn t paid 

 me a cent yet." 



No Ceremony 



Guest (in backwoods hotel) — "Say, my good 

 woman, how do you serve here, a la carte or 

 table d'hote?" 



Proprietress — "Well, erer, mister, It's like 

 this — we .ies' puts the stuff on a tray an' totes 

 it in." — Evening Sun. 



It's easier to mix religion with business than 

 it is to mix politics with religion. 



