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put the cows in the hands of the farmers, and another thing to 

 feed them properly, and we are trying to keep them going. It; 

 is a matter of education and we feel that it is started to the 

 extent that it is and should succeed in our vicinity. I thank you." 

 (Applause.) 



Mr. Marple: ''I am thinking of a little boy who had as- 

 sociated so little with his mother and so much with his father 

 that he contracted the habit of swearing, very much to the an- 

 noyance of his mother who tried to break him of it, but she! 

 did not succeed with anything that she had tried. Finally she 

 told him that if she heard him swear any more he would have| 

 to leave home. After a few days — ^in the meantime he had re- 

 frained from swearing — his mother heard him swear and she 

 said : "Johnny, I never break my promise, you will have to 

 leave home." She packed up his little suit case because he was 

 going away. When he got all ready, he never said a word, 

 with all the bravery he could command he started down the 

 street carrying the grip with his clothes in it and his mother 

 watched him from one of the windows. He went some dis- 

 tance and finally sat down by the curbstone, his face down in 

 his hands. She could not stand it any longer, so she started af- 

 ter him, to see if she could not discover what his intentions 

 were. By the time she got there, a gentleman walking up the 

 street, seeing the lad said to him : "Sonny, can you tell me 

 where the Scotts live?" "You go to hell, I've got trouble:, 

 enough of my own." 



I could not introduce the next spe*aker any better than to 

 relate the prayer of the boy crossing the pasture lot with his 

 sister. "There's a mad bull," the little girl said to her brother 

 and they both started to run, when they saw the bull getting 

 closer and they could not escape, she said to her brother, "You; 

 will have to pray," and he said, "I don't know any prayer.'" 

 She insisted as she saw the danger increasing. "I don't know 

 anything but papa's blessing," said the lad. "Say that," she 

 cried. "Oh, Lord, make us thankful for what we are about to 

 receive!" (Laughter and applause.) 



