Part 28 (1/2)

GIVE US THIS DAY OUR DAILY CLIMATE, AND FORGIVE US OUR DROPS IN TEMPERATURE!

[From the Pasadena Star-News.]

To put it in another form of expression, Mother Nature maintains poise and evenness of temper in this state far better than in most regions on this terrestrial ball. If you haven't thanked G.o.d to-day that you are privileged to live in California it is not yet too late to do so. Make it a daily habit. The blessing is worth this frequent expression of grat.i.tude to the All High.

VARIANT OF A MORE OR LESS WELL KNOWN STORY.

[From the Exeter, Neb., News.]

Whoever took the whole pumpkin pie from Mrs. W. H. Taylor's kitchen the night of the party was welcome to it as the cat had stepped in it twice and it could not be used. Many thanks for the pan, she says.

THE WORLD'S GREATEST WINTER RESORT.

”_Because of high temperatures and chinooks Medicine Hat is menaced with an ice famine._”

They bask in the suns.h.i.+ne and purr like a cat, The fortunate people of Medicine Hat.

Its climate is balmy in spite of the lat.; You have a wrong notion of Medicine Hat.

At Christmas they sit on their porches and chat, For it never gets chilly in Medicine Hat.

The Medicine Hatters all spoil for a spat With any defamer of Medicine Hat;

They're ready and anxious to go to the mat With any one scoffing at Medicine Hat.

The birds never migrate--they know where they're at, For it always is summer in Medicine Hat.

No day that you can't use a heliostat; Sunlight is eternal in Medicine Hat.

They're swatting the fly and the skeeter and gnat, As frost never kills them in Medicine Hat.

His nature is skeptic, he's blind as a bat Who can't see the beauties of Medicine Hat.

All jesting is flatulent, futile, and flat That libels the climate of Medicine Hat.

Away with the knockers who knock it, and drat The jokers who joke about Medicine Hat.

In short, it's the one, the ideal habitat.

Boy! buy me a ticket to Medicine Hat!