"Come on down, lady," said the conductor in a
bored tone, "legs ain't no treat to me."
FATE
All human things are subject to decay,
And when fate summons, monarchs must obey.
--_Dryden_.
All are architects of Fate,
Working in these walls of Time:
Some with massive deeds and great,
Some with ornaments of rhyme.
--_Longfellow_.
Fate holds the strings, and Men like Children, move
But as they're led: Success is from above.
--_Lord Lansdowne_.
One ship drives east, and another west
With the self-same winds that blow;
'Tis the set of the sails
And not the gales
Which decide the way to go.
Like the winds of the sea are the ways of fate
As we voyage along through life;
'Tis the will of the soul
That decides its goal,
And not the calm or the strife.
FATHERS
"Dad," said a Bartlesville, Okla., kid to his father the other night,
"I want to go to the show tonight."
"A show at night is no place for a kid like you. You should be at home
in bed."
"But I peddled bills and have two tickets," said the kid, as he began
to sniffle.
"All right then," answered dad. "I will go with you to see that you
don't get into trouble.
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