ing Mood.

I.

Turn back, O Time, to where the young years rove
And smile with rosy lips and sing through joyous days;
The dull feet grow so heavy, and so far the ways
They wander from my love!

II.

It was not this world where the dancing feet
Kept pace with joy and leaped through lanes of perfect hours;
It was that far-off world that sang with birds and flowers,
And all the raptures sweet.

III.

It was not this world where our glad lips clung,
And close between the long-drawn kisses fondly told
Of dreams revealed not and of ecstasies that rolled
From glad hearts always young!

IV.

The dream-face beckons yonder,--beckons o'er
The long years fled afar and lapse of longing days,
Who leaned against my bosom in the love-wreathed ways.
Then fled, and came no more!

V.

Turn turn, O, Time, and lead with thy hard hands
Me like a child back where two young hearts fondly met:
A music laughs there always, and beyond the dim eyes wet
Love rules her perfect lands!

On the Road to Riches.

"What are you foolin' with now, John?" Asked the inquisitive neighbor of
John who was always inventing something that he thought would bring him
fame and fortune.

"I'm on the right track at last," replied John gleefully. "I'm inventin'
a pole that will knock the persimmons, an' if I can only make it work,
I'll be a millionaire in fourteen minutes, selling out to the candidates
that are running for office this year!"

A little life in which to do
The little deeds that rise before;
A little love, a song or two,
And then the little life is o'er!

"When Troubles Come, My Honey."

When troubles come, my honey,
And sorrows dark the sky,
We'll seek the cave of faithful love
And watch the clouds go by;
A refuge safe, my honey,
From all the storm and strife,
Where joy shall keep the strong heart young
Through all the cares of life.
Then come with me, my honey;
What though the wild winds blow?
With hand and heart true love shall keep
Us safe through weal and woe!
The storm-clouds dark, my honey,
May fret the deep blue sky,
But love shall keep us smiling still
Of bright days by and by!

Be Patient.

Don't you lose your stock of patience
When the world seems going wrong;
It was here before you found it
Wit