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Now throw up your window and
take three long breaths, " clear
from the bottom of your diaph
ragm. Out .will smooth another
little bit of the "worry jnusple."
I wish I could impress it-upon
all my unknown friends that if
they keep their minds free of un
kind or ugly thoughts and their
bodies perfectly clean their lungs
full of pure air and only take sim
ple food into their stomachs they
will not need to use any artificial
aids to beauty.
Just One Last Word A slov
enly woman is apt to have her
mind filled with rubbish, even as
her body is physically neglected.
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WHAT HE GOT ;
"Well, old fellow, I hear "that
your grandmother is dead."
"Yes, she died yesterday," 're
plied the old fellow, somewhat,
sadly. "It is the way of die world.
We must all die some time, and
.the old lady was well advanced, jn
years." ., " l v .,
J "She left a will and testament?"
i "Oh, yes, she left a will and 'tes
tament," still more sadly.
"You were always a favorite of
hers. Your name was mentioned,
of course."
"Yes," he replied, and the tears
began to stream down, his chqeks
"my name was mentioned I'm to
have the testament."
"Confound it, sir! I've been
stung by one of your beastly bees !
I demand reparation!"
"Certainly, sir. You just show
me which bee it was and 111 pun
ish the horrid thing severely."
hi.
"-DRTCW PBALEY7
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JingTegingle, merry bells,"
Tingle oji the sleigh, i
Hear their nrushras it swells "
Not for me, nay,-jiay!
For a m.efry,"mrry ride
-have no;desire
I would .ralhej stay inside -r
By'the comfy ,firVr
Sleigh-ride, parties are" ii-fake,
For I shiver and Fshake ,
In 'niy misery. "
Win try ..winds blow 4;down my
spinel ' S -,
Fro&tedlis my nos,e
And forJiaihand heat I pine
WHile-my hands'are froze. f
"Jingle, jingle,merrybells,
Jingle; all you please." -Over
itfe you-cast no spells,
I've-ifo'wish to freeze "
I'veoio Wish to-rfde and ride
'TillJ-witb-GoId-i'Shriek,
Andtthen'Tha,veto s'tay inside,
neezingVfora week!
"Jingtel Dells,, jingle bells,
JinglaU.'tn,eway"-7--
It's no'fUn'fpr m.e,tofride
In Ta fpur-borse -sleigh !
Mr.FergusorL-r-That's'the new
girl singing1 in. the kitchen, is it?
She's, a- regular cuckoo.
Mrs. Ferguson e3, 'except
that sbe can't cook.
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