"Go back to the simple life, be contented with simple food, simple pleasures, simple clothes. Work hard, play hard, pray hard. Work, eat, recreate and sleep. Do it all courageously. We have a victory to win."--_Hoover_ MEMORY GEMS For life is the mirror of king and slave; 'Tis just what we are and do. Then give to the world the best you have And the best will come back to you. _Madeline S. Bridges_ Somebody did a golden deed; Somebody proved a friend in need; Somebody sang a beautiful song; Somebody served the whole day long. Was that "somebody" you? Courtesy is to do and say The kindest thing in the kindest way. Truth is honest, truth is sure; Truth is strong and must endure. _Bailey_ Hang on! Cling on! No matter what they say. Push on! Sing on! Things will come your way. Sitting down and whining never helps a bit; Best way to get there is by keeping up your grit. _Louis E. Thayer_ The day returns and brings us the petty round of irritating concerns and duties. Help us to play the man, help us to perform them with laughter and kind faces, let cheerfulness abound with industry. Give us to go blithely on our business all this day, bring us to our resting beds weary and content and undishonored, and grant us in the end the gift of sleep. _Robert Louis Stevenson_ Be strong! We are not here to play, to dream, to drift. We have hard work to do and loads to lift. Shun not the struggle; face it; 'tis God's gift. Be strong! It matters not how deep intrenched the wrong, How hard the battle goes, the day how long; Faint not--fight on! Tomorrow comes the song. _Maltbie D. Babcock_ Smile a smile; While you smile, Another smiles, And soon there's miles and miles Of smiles. And life's worth while If you but smile. _Jane Thompson_ You cannot dream yourself into a character; you must hammer and forge yourself one.--_James Anthony Froude_ Small service is true service while it lasts; Of friends, however humble, scorn not one; The daisy, by the shadow that it casts, Protects the lingering dewdrop from the sun. _Wordsworth_ There's so much bad in the best of us And so much good in the worst of us, That it hardly behooves any of us To talk about the rest of us. A wise old owl lived in an oak. The more he saw the less he spoke; The less he spoke the more he heard. Why can't we be like that old bird?