s and joys that never fail;
No matter how the weather, how far the course may roam,
There always shines a welcome in harbor-lights of home!

Caught on the Fly.

Life is a great university, but it offers no post-graduate course for
its pupils.

Prejudice plays the fool, when mere lack of sense would be the highest
wisdom.

Too many people forsake praising God for the pleasures they have in
order to pray for trouble they haven't.

However you may shape things up, there is more down fool prejudice about
politics than anything else in this world except Mormonism and religion.

One of the strangest things in the economies of this world is that the
poor people who need money never have it and the rich people who don't
need it have more than they can use.

"When the Campaign Liar Quits."

When the hurrah days are over
And the ballots all are cast,
There's perchance a tinge of sadness,
Over glories that are past;
But we have our compensations;
For no matter how it flits
There's a joy that beats unbounded
When the campaign liar quits!

While the red fire and the rockets
Fill the skies with rosy glare,
There's a kind of inspiration
In the shouts and music there;
But we pass it up with gladness
And contentment on us sits,
When the ballots all are counted
And the campaign liar quits!

He is trained in facts and figures,
He's a prodigy, in sooth;
He can tell the smoothest story,
But he shies away from truth;
So we gladly lose the glory,
(It was never worth two bits!)
When the ballots all are counted
And the campaign liar quits!

So, no matter how it ended!
Whether your men lost or mine.
We can shake hands all together
O'er this recompense divine;
For we have a joy that pleases,--
That exalts our blessed wits;
And we know when all is over
That the campaign liar quits!

Thank the Lord for Work.

Never pray for idle hours,--
Never try to shrink;
But with all your honest powers
Thank the Lord for work!
Labor brings the pleasures high
And the joys that thrive,--
Where men laugh and where men cry,
Dearest thing alive!

Thank the Lord for strength to toil,--
Thank him day by day,--
Son of sky or son of soil
On life's vagrant way.