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'EVERY HOME A FIRST CLASS GYM.
By W. C. Cotton, M. D.
People yho live sedentary lives
and can't get time to do regular
gymnasium work can in a large
measure make up for the lack; of
exercise they suffer' by devoting
15 or more minutes night 'and
-morning to doing "stunts" in
their sleeping room.
Throw your window wjde
open, strip to the skin and go
through the following evercise,
breathing deeply throughout:
1. Hold ihe arm at the side
and work the forearm briskly up
and dovfri with the fists clenched.
Repeat 40 times.
2. Spread the arms wide and
swing them in across each other.
Repeat 30 times. '
3. Extend arms high above
the head, with fist clenched, then
swing them down in an arc,
bending body till hands touch
toes. Repeat 15 times. "
4. Stand erect, with feet
spread slightly apart. Bend and
flex legs till practically "sitting
on your heels," then quickly stand
erect'again. Repeat 15 times.
5. Brace yourself, with one
foot advanced; bend body and ex
tend arms till hands touch the
floor, then rise, drawing up arms
as though pulling on a rope. Re
peat 20 time.
6 tBrace yourself as above
and strike out alternately with
clenched fists as though engaging
a punching bag.
By -this time you will be warm
in ,spite-of the open window .
In a week you will begin to no
tice that you are picking up mus
cle, and in 'three 4nonths you
wont know yourself. i
' o-c -
Strangers! That's a chill y .word
And freezes up the soul ; '
Never meant for lads that march'
"Toward a common goal.
Who are you, or who am I
That we should delay
Grabbing hands with all the folks
On life's common way1
All of us were.born alike
Every mother's son -Walks
the self-same vale of
Till the journey's done.
Arid we reach the self-samej end
In the dreamless dust,
Let us wander hand in hand
Taking life on trust.
Strangers! Let's forgei that
word . .. '
Comrades that's the thing,
We will share the pain, the joy,
Heart to lieart we'll cling.
Down the little valley-path
Through the-shade and shine
We wilj laugh the years away
j In 'brotherhood divine.
Taft informed N. Y. Republi
cans fhat he "still has hopes o
the redemption of the Republican
party." Hope is what kept Jonah
alive in t$e whale that time and
Jonah finally got out