"Yes," said mamma, "you obey Bad Temper's orders, though you don't
always obey mine."

"Mamma," said Jack, presently, "I think I'll leave Bad Temper's
service. He gets me into a heap of trouble."

"Do, Jack," she said, smiling brightly at him. "And while you are
getting rid of a bad master, remember that you have a good one, the
Lord Jesus, on whose banner is written, 'Putting away all wrath and
clamor.'"

Little Will listened very soberly to all this, with a red hole in his
cheek, and both chubby hands resting on his bare knees. I hope he made
up his mind, too, to choose the good Master.--_Selected_.

* * * * *

WHAT MAKES MEN?

What care I for cold or snow?
School bell rings, and off I go!
I am ready for the storm,
And my heart is light and gay;
Mother's hand has wrapped me warm,
As I trudge along the way.

Mother says, "Learn all you can,
Then you'll be a better man."
So I pack my books and go.
Through the rain or wind or snow;