XVIII

Make all good men your well-wishers, and then, in the years' steady
sifting,
Some of them turn into friends. Friends are the sunshine of life.




THE QUARREL

BY S.E. KISER


"There are quite as good fish
In the sea
As any one ever has caught,"
Said he.
"But few of the fish--
In the sea
Will bite at such bait as you've got,"
Said she.
To-day he is gray, and his line's put away,
But he often looks back with regret;
She's still "in the sea," and how happy she'd be
If he were a fisherman yet!