Books, like strong drink, will drowns man's cares
But do not waste his wealth;
Books leave him better, drink the worse,
In character and health.
140.
Books teach and please him when a child,
In youth and in his prime;
Books give him soothing pleasure when
His health and strength decline.
141.
Books teach, from their beginning, of
Higher beings than man;
That One Almighty Goodness was
Before the world began.
142.
Books give us hope beyond the grave,
Of an immortal life;
Books teach that right, and truth, and love,
Shall banish every strife.
143.
Books therefore are, of all we own,
The choicest things on earth;
Books have, of all our worldly goods,
The most intrinsic worth.
144.
Books are the greatest blessing brought,
The grandest thing we sell;
Books bring more joy,
Books do more good,
Than mortal tongue can tell.
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[Illustration: Serious Sambo.]
Cole's Comic Advertiser
(Or Fun Doctor's Assistant)
Laughter as a Medicine.
"The physician tells us of the physical benefits of laughing. There
is not the remotest corner or little inlet of the minute
blood-vessels of the human body that does not feel some wavelet from
the convulsion occasioned by good hearty laughter. The life
principle, or the central man, is shaken to the innermost depths,
sending new tided of life and strength to the surface, thus
materially tending to insure good health to persons who indulge
therein. The blood moves more rapidly, and conveys a different
impression to all the organs of the body, as it visits them on that
particular mystic journey when the man is laughing, from what it does
at other times. For this reason every good, hearty laugh in which a
person indulges lengthens his life, conveying as it does a new and
distinct stimulus to the vital forces."
"Fun is worth more than
physic, and whoever
invents or discovers a new
supply deserves the name
of public benefactor."
Man Made to Laugh, not to Morn.
Man warnt made tew mourn, man waz made tew laff. He iz the onla
creeter or thing that God made tew laff out loud. It iz true he knows
how to mourn, do duz animills know how, the birds kan tell their
sorrows, and the flowers kan hang their pretty heds. Man was made tew
smile, tew laff, to haw! tew throw up his hat, and sing halleluger.
Man wa
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