Judge — October 21, 1916 — page 28: what you’re looking at

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The Sins of the Children By COSMO HAMILTON Author of “The B.indness of Virtue” SINS OF T41E CHILDREN” is a novel of American family life, illustrating the dangers to young people that come from a lack of knowl- edge of sex truths. Mr. Hamilton has handled a difficult theme fearlessly but delicately, and a more charming love story than that of big, honest Peter Guthrie and Bettie Townsend has not been told in a long time. While its candor will be condemned by a few, people conversant with modern thought and liter- ature will praise it without reservation, and it will cause many to ask themselves “Have I done my duty by my children?” A Book With a For Every Parent AT ALL BOOKSELLERS $1.40 NET Little, Brown & Company Publishers - - - Boston XMAS CHEST FOR HER .. A famous Pied mone Free Trial (arcane vow Here, of 78 Sate ace Gegens, sent on 15 care, free tr’al. Pied ont protects furs, af t ptum aochr lee ‘duast amd dam p Distinctly beautiful ‘ceded In every home. 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Not His Job “I'm not supposed to do that,” said he nan extra task he chanced to see; ‘hat's not my job, and it’s not my care, So I'll pass it by and leave it there.” And the boss who gave him his weekly pay Lost more than his wages on him that day. ‘m not supposed to do that,” he said, at duty belongs to Jim or Fred.” little task that was in his way That he could have handled without delay Was left unfinished; the way paved For a heavy loss that he could have saved. And time went on and he kept his place But he never altered his easy pace, And folks remarked on how well he knew The line of the tasks he was hired to do; For never once was he known to turn His hands to things not of his concern But there in his foolish rut he stayed And for all he did he was fairly paid, But he never was worth a dollar more Than he got for his toil when the week was o'er; For he knew too well when his work was through And he'd done all he was hired to do, If you want to grow in this world, young man, You must do every day all the work you can; If you find a task, though it’s not your bit, And it should be done, take care of it; And you'll never conquer or rise if you Do only the things you're supposed to do. —Edgar A. Guest in Detroit Free Press. Accommodated—Bystander—I suppose you would like to take a ride without worry- ing about tires and the Motorist (fixing a puncture)—You bet 1 would. Bystander—Well, here’s a car ticket.—The Chaparral, Undoing of a Thief—A Scottish farmer was selling wool one day to a carrier and after weighing it he went into the house to make out an invoice. When he came back he missed a cheese that had been standing on a shelf behind the outer door. Glancing at the bag of wool, he observed that it had sud- denly increased in size. fan,” he said to the carrier, “I hae clean forgot the weight o’ that bag. Let's pit it on the scales once mair.” The carrier could not well refuse. The bag was, of course, found to be heavier by the weight of the cheese inside. A new in- voice was made out and the crestfallen car- rier went away. The farmer’s wife at once missed the cheese and rushing to the yard told her hus- band that some thief had stolen it. “Na, na, Meg ” replied the farmer, quietly, “I hae just selt the cheese for two shillin’s the pund.”—London Tit-Bits. 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