The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1907-05-05
SOME NEWSPAPER
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would be true. for there are those
who trust me;
would be pure. for there are those
who care,
! would bo strong. for there is much
TO suffer
would be brave. for there is much
to dare
would be friend Of all-the foe-thc
fricndless:
would be giving and forget the gift;
would bc humble. for | know my
weakness
would look up-and laugh-and-
love and lift.
Howard Arnold Walter in Harper's
Bazaar.
The small son Of an electrician was
spending his first summer In the
country. at the home OF his grandpar.
ents. one morning. while playing In
the garden. he found small yellow
bug" aud as his grandfather had
promised to take him fishing that at.
terncon. he decided to catch II to
use as bait. A few seconds later a
most astonishing commotion. consid-
ering the size of the cause thereof,
arose in the garden. and grandmother
hurried out from the house
why what is the matter, child''
she asked taking tho little fellow in
her arms
lie raised a tear.stained face
81 don't know" was the reply. Il
was catching a pretty yellow bug. an
must have touched a live Lip
plncott's
a good story Is told regarding the
childhood days Of the wife Of q Repre-
sentative from the old Bay state SHE
was the pcttcd only child until com
pletlng her third year, when a brother
was born. much to her delight The
little girl was skipping glcefully about
the pavement in front of her home
when a friend uf the family who mad
been lying In wait for her hailed her
with the playful query;
What have you got AZ your house
this morning. would like t. know
ooh. we've got baby''-proudly.
"Ah, miss but your nose is out OF
joint now" teasingly ending with the
mischei1us suggestion: You are not
the baby any more
Up went the mctaphorically unjoint-
ed little nose. and with all the dignity
of the mission quite completed. that
made her proof against so small a
jealousy. the child answered.
well. I've been t."--llppncotts
The following story Is accredited L
Miss Phyllis Rankin. who in private
life is Mrs Harry Davenport
My husband and | went into a
Broadway umbrella store few days
ago" says Miss Rankin. "A sign read
ing. Umbrellas. 800 up was display
ed in the window.
How much down. asked Mr.. Day
export
IAN cash down answered the
salesman innocently. This is not a
credit house
"'But mean how much do | have
to put up for an umbrella put down
asked Mr.. Davenport.
"Thc salesman looked a bit per
picked We have them ror sl0O mp,
he said
80 know. said Mr. Davenport but
don't want TO buy ne up; | want
to buy one down. | can put It NJ
myself
"Oh.' said the salesman, smiling
gently, you are speaking of the uul
brella. while am speaking Of th'
price
"And now | understand. too re-
turned Mr Davenport, 1t is the pric'
that Is slO0 up Then It isn't exactly
StOO down as you said?'
Exactly But perhaps you ND
like TO talk to the proprietor
The salesman hurried 60 tho '~u
OF the store and overheard him oS
planning TO his employer. also h"ar'
remarks about an insane asylum. The
proprietor camc blindly forward an'
,.ya uNN, st,rpL,annrs hnXp our ,lus
and downs. but At this poin' w
bought an umbrella and fled o. tn,
Bohemian for May,
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