Part 144 (2/2)

You're as welcome as the flowers in May

2013

Dig a well before you are thirsty (Be prepared against contingencies)

--_Chinese_

2014

A RECOMMENDATION

The following verses were sent to a graduate of Wheaton Seminary of the class of 1866 by John G Whittier, on the receipt of two pairs of long stockings, which the young woman had knit She was a frequent visitor in the Whittier houests of honor Mr Whittier regarded the verses as doggerel, and expressed his intention of writing so worth while for his youthful admirer But the poe from what one finds in his published poetry, and it is probable that neither Mr

Whittier nor his young friend, who died in her early womanhood, would have objected to the publication of the verses

--_Editors of Youth's Companion_

My neighbor Acres said to me, ”I lead a lonesome life

There's so all the time, I think I need a wife

”I's never mended

If you could think of soirl I'd feel myself befriended”

I sat and pondered for a space, And then I spake up gaily: ”You just go down the Ferry road And ask for Mary Bailey

”She's bright as is a new-rass will never grow Beneath her restless heel-tap

”A wiser little head than hers Was never found a hat in; She reads a thousand books a year, And talks in Dutch and Latin

”She always has a stylish dress, And dainty slippered feet, She's s-bank Her every want to meet”

He sadlyWill never do, you see

A wife that's all accomplishments Is not the wife for me”

A lucky thought was an, And pulled my trousers to the knee

”Look here, you foolish man!

”These stockings by her hands were knit”

”Why, sakes alive,” cried he

”The irl for me”