The Newtown bee., 1902-07-25

strange, when they need me the most, they use me the least. An! here comes that boy whose mother told him to use me with his arithmetic instead of "Too~ much bother" How tired those poor words do become; morning, noon and night they are used by the school children, and here I am longing for little exercise.
 What is that ooy saying? "Of course had to think hard and work it out;-here I go, thought Think, and where can be of good service but, as mother says, it. pays to think.'" "Yes," his companion re- piled, "I suppose we fellows don't think enough. I heard father tell young man the other day-father is a professor, you know-that action was born of thought, and noble action could only come from true and serious thinking." Think was dropped by them on corner. I didn't go far, I know, but was rightfu]ly and help fully used. Oh my! the word thought, how much trouble would prevent if people would allow me to go every where. Pleasure, fun, l wish, won't, money, and so many, many other words go.
 A moment later Duty, one of the words which most frequently accom- panied Think, stopped to speak to her. Have you been far to-day? she asked. No, answered Think, l have passed only two mouths and 1 am delighted to say they were school boys, and they knew how to use me. That is refresh ing, smiled Duty. 1 have spent the morning on the lips of harsh, selfish man, who used me instead of will, as he should have done, and I am worn out. It is astonishing to see how per sistently people place me where selfish ness, pride, prejudice and ambition ought to be, but we words are so help less in ourselves. Many people hate me, because l am forced out of my rightful position. My greatest annoy- ance is being obliged to perform inn agine's work, answered Think, but I am not subjected to peoples dislike as you are.
 People really should study their dic- tionaries almost as diligently as their Bibles. Thoughts and words, words and actions are too widely separated Good afternoon! called out merry voice close to them. Turning, they saw the little word of the morning, Can. What happy, happy morning l have had, she cried, it has more than compensated for my unhappy yesterday. That bright little creature took me to her music lesson, and how hard she worked! Her little fingers fairly flew over the keys. When her teacher praised her, telling her she was proud of her pupil, she exclaimed: Oh! but it isn't me, it is Can that does it. At the puzzled look on her teachers face, she explained: Why, our Can club, have you not heard of it: Don't you understand? We have promised our school teacher not to say can't but can, and to help us she has formed a club. Every time we say "l can't do it" we give her penny, and she sends them all to the "Fresh Air Fund" When she finished her l lesson she carried me home with her. At dinner her papa came in with a strange gentleman. They were very busy talking of bills, debates, amend ments, all very far from intelligible to her, until her papa, shaking his head decidedly, said: "But, sir, we can't do | it, we can't do it. It is impossible '' | Then suddenly she called out: "Why papa! you must not say can't, say can.'
 Both stopped talking and glanced in amused surprise at the little girls flushed, eager face. "Why not, little one?" her papa smilingly asked. ''Be- cause teacher tells our Can club that
 we can do verything right for us to do, and then there will be no time left, to say we can't do wrong. Of course we little children forget almost every day but 1 thought big gentlemen like you never did,"
 l The smile vanished from her papa $ face, and in it's stead came a serious, earnest expression. That afternoon congressman were astOnished to hear one of their most prominent members