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THE RULING HAND. HAVE read in song and story Of the honest hand of toil; Of the strong right hand of labor And the hand that tills the soil. Thave heard that sweet old saying, In the dust of ages furled, That the hand that rocks the cradle Is the hand that rules the world, Thave hearkened to the singing, ‘And have wondered at the song; For I deem the theme poetic, Though I hold the legend wrong. Not the hand that rocks the cradle, Nor the babe's rose-palm up-curled, Is the hand that sways the nations And the hand that rules the world. Speak not of the hand of guidance, Pointing out the narrow way, For the royal hand I sing of Isa mightier one than they; ‘Than the hand that bears the banner Through the smoke of battle hurled, For the great hand is the straight hand ‘And the hand that rules the world. Tell me not of hands heroic, Battling for our fellow-men ; Of the helping hand of woman, Or the hand that wields the pen ; Nor the hand that beats the carpet On the back-yard fence unfurled ; For the hand that beats four aces Is the hand that rules the world! GOOD POINTS TO BOTH. She—*Uncle Chawles, which is best to have, in your opinion, muscle or brains?” Uncle Charles—"1 don’t know. Of course, a collegiate education is a good thing for a young fellow, but when a man gets out into the world, I tell you, he needs brains." ALMOST PROOF POSITIVE. ¢¢] THOUGHT “Well, so he “don’t see how that can be.” “ Why not?" “Tsaw by the morning paper that he had been drawn for duty on the grand jury.” a said Peterby was a man of intelligence.” AFTER THE REGATTA. mile race. . YALE —"* Did he win any money?” Mr. YaLe—" Why, yes; a thousand dollars.” Mrs, YaLE—" Why doesn't he take some of it and buy some clothes?” the thr M ON THE BEACH AT NI SCYES.” said Jagley, “the prince of Wales was at Nice the same time 1 was there, last summer. While walking on the beach I saw the prints” “What did he look like?” “The prints of his feet on the sand. ‘They looked like number nines.” THE WORK OF THE DOCTORS. Old Mrs. Bentley — What a lot of new diseases they have now that they didn’t have twenty years ago!" Old Mr. Bentley —"Yes; but you should remember, Eliza, we have a terrible sight more doctors now than we had twenty years ago.” VERY WEARY OF HIS BURDEN. sho has had a long-continued celebration) —"* Zhat's right, m’ fr'en’, gimme a resht.” DIDN'T REVEAL HIS IDENTITY. AT THE telephone. MeCarty—"1s this nd me who's it McCarty—"Me mule, ye spalpeen.” A SUMMER ANNUAL. ND NOW she packs and packs and packs, While he looks on amazed, And thanks his stars that he's man, (Or surely he'd be crazed. At last there comes the strapping tis His skillful strength is called. Five trunks to go, and two to stay Till they go. Not appalled, He locks them calmly, puts the keys Tn one—it is but fun— “So they'll be handy” ‘man! They're gone, and he’s undone ; For he has also locked and sent The keys to two and one! ARISTINE ANDERSON, wretched Mr. Yate (a boating enthusiast) —"* Mother, this is Mr. Kortney, the professional oarsman, He's just won “Elegant Extracts” is the motto on a dentist's sign on Tremont street, Boston, comicbooks.com