ith tornadoes full of might:
And the fuse was in the powder and the sure result was seen
When Tom Lawson stuck a fagot in the mighty magazine!
Then the people knew the Issue! Either yield or fight they must,
So they quit the reservation and went out to smash the trust!

Tommy Lawson! Tommy Lawson! What a naughty boy you are,
Stirring up the people this way till they rise and shout for war!
Don't you wish you hadn't done it? You are like to break the rule
Of the "System" and the Standard and disrupt the Sunday School!
For the people are so earnest, in the ire of their disgust
They have left the reservation and are out to smash the trust!

Caught on the Fly.

If the bad people never made scandal, what would the good people have to
talk about?

Opportunity may call once, but she never rings the bell for the servant
when she finds us visiting our wife's folks.

The lazy man is always willing to give the hustler a big percentage for
collecting the living that the world owes him.

Don't Trade with Trouble.

Don't make a trade with Trouble!
He would buy you bargain cheap,
And you'd have to pay a ransom
That would climb up mighty steep!

Don't sell yourself to Trouble,
'Cause he banters you each day!
Out beyond the snows of labor
Wait the blossomings of play!

Don't make a trade with Trouble!
Never stop to name a price;
Tell him plain he'd better travel
Without any more advice!

Trouble never paid a dollar
Of the mighty debt he owes;
Don't sell yourself to Trouble
And the sorrows that he knows!

Little Sermons.

The Devil has such a good appetite that you can't afford to have him
boarding at your hotel.

Broken heads are more numerous than broken hearts, and they also pay
more fines in the police court.

When Faith and Hope leave a woman's heart, it is entirely empty of the
graces; for Charity never had a home there.

Life and Love.

Life, and the trouble that comes along,--
Life and the griefs it carries;
But Love comes by with her lips of song,
And the joy that forever tarries!

Life and the love and the bliss supreme,--
Life and the smiles of gladness;
And the song she sings is a holy dream
Where the soul forgets the sadness!

Where Love Abides.

We walk in the present as roamed we the past,
With gladness before us and jo