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SEVEN SENTENTIOUS SENTENCES. & ALF-TRUTHS make whole troubles. Heredity and circumstance sur- round our little lives like the ocean— but the strong man swims. Gossip, scandal, slander—heart- quake, heart-ache, heart-break. ‘The principal advantage of be- ing married is that only one person has a right to find fault with you. If people knew how to sympa- thize with us we should let them Fortunately they don’t. We all begin by being round pegs in square holes. Some of us make over the hole, dnd most of us make over ourselves. Some can do neither. ‘These say fate has a spite against them. Cast your mss. on the waters like bread. They will return quicker. . f NOT DISOBEDIENT. HIS HUMAN ATTRIBUTE. Doctor—" Pat, I told you to live on a vegetable diet and take that medicine I gave you belore ‘| THOUGHT Willy didn’t care to go to the meals, Here I find you eating meat and no bottle in sight.” funeral Pat—" Shure, docthor, Oi'm obeyin’ arders, ‘The goat ate th’ bottle av medicine, so Oi'm atin’ the goat.” “That was before his mother said he couldn't. FORETHOUGHT. +s DAY as you go, ‘Then you won't owe,” As you ride life's wearisome track on; “Twill give you a rest, But yet I'd suggest That you save enough to get back on, CONSOLING HIM. SSVA-AL,” soothingly said Ww the guide, when the sportsman from the city had scored his thirteenth consecutive miss, “there's one consolation, at any rate.” “Huh !" was the disgruntled rejoinder, “ what is it ?” “ Why, if that ‘ere deer had been fifty or sixty feet longer, or another guide, or a_ personal friend of yours, I'll bet ye’d have shot him, sure pop! And, be- sides, thirteen is an unlucky number, anyhow.” HOT ON THE TRAIL. Miss Suburb would have enjoyed her morning walk if a pack of fox hounds hadn’t caught sight of her new fox boa. \ } (a! HLM _ qd mM — Was =e ne wi ye HIS DESIRE. Lapy—"* Wouldn't you like to get converted, and be born again ?” Coxvicr—"* Y-yes, lady! And if it’s all de same to you I'd like to be born a ‘bird’! A small bird.” A (The DI wsion of Seeasan Ob, Vy Byt 1 Bew: v Unle Whe! H And A ‘Tis t F ‘Thar A comicbooks.com