Oklahoma Sunshine Part 26

"Dat's all mighty true, Mistah man," said the hesitating darkey; "but flouah am mighty sca'ce erroun' de cabin en we hain't had no bacon since day befoh yistiddy; en I see a dimmycrat candahdate comin' down de big road a-whuppin' ob his hosses like he hed flouah en hog-meat on behin'

en bringin' it all toh me!"

The Suns.h.i.+ne Way.

I.

Wherever your feet may wander, wherever your fancies stray, The paths that you walk are golden, for there is the suns.h.i.+ne way; And roses are there with their beauties that over the path-ways twine, And all of the world is a blossom that smiles in the tender s.h.i.+ne!

II.

There's never a murmur of evil, there's never a cry of wrong; The daisies are sweet with laughter the birds are alilt with song; The days dance by in their gladness as sweet as the sweetest wine, Where the swift feet linger in rapture through ways of the golden s.h.i.+ne.

III.

What matters if shadows may hover o'er blue hills far and dim?

A star on the beautiful summits of the clear horizon's rim!

The calls of the happy lovers whose hearts beat swift and strong, As they carol the suns.h.i.+ne music and whistle the suns.h.i.+ne song!

IV.

The pleasures greet ever the seeker that comes to their doors and woos, And life with its sun and its shadow is whatsoever we choose; And like some resplendent mirror it frowns or it smiles as we Weep with the eyes of weeping or smile with the lips of glee!

V.

Then ever and on, my brother, through all of the golden days; Let us echo their music forever and keep in the suns.h.i.+ne ways!

And whether we walk with the blossoms or stray where the red leaves fall, There is laughter for all of the sorrows and love for the griefs of all!

Reports indicate that nine newspaper men will be members of the next Oklahoma legislature, and even the names are mentioned. There is no kindness in giving the fact undue publicity. The poor fellows will have hard enough time to live it down, so let us treat them as charitably as the circ.u.mstances will permit.

Caught on the Fly.

Love and loud lips soon part company.

Accusation is fruitless. We all have our faults and are satisfied with them or we wouldn't keep them.

If people only did the best they could half of the time, they would be amply prepared for the worst the other half of the time.

Some men's dream of h.e.l.l is a place where scolding women have the full run of the range and no one dares to talk back when they get busy.

Divorce may be a great evil, but every lawyer knows it is often an effective crow-bar to pry some very good people loose from h.e.l.l.

Never Worry.

Let us never worry!

The flowers little care How much of the weather Is foul or is fair; They blossom at morning; They fade at the noon, And blooming and fading Their beauty dies soon.

Let us never worry!

The birds freely sing In autumn's drear weather As blithe as in spring; They chorus their music In joy's happy tune, And singing and singing Their songs vanish soon.

Let us never worry!

If short is the life, Whether laughing with music Or weeping with strife; 'Tis the s.h.i.+ne of the morning,-- 'Tis late afternoon; Ah, the night-fall is coming And darkness so soon!

Little Sermons.

Love is the greatest thing in the world, and it carries the world's griefs on its shoulders.

If vice were as safe and inexpensive as virtue, heaven would have few candidates for admission.

I am always nervous when I meet these self-righteous people. I fear they will demand that I make the world over to fix it good enough for them, and when I fail they will blame me with all their troubles.

One Drawback.

"Well, did you have a good time Thanksgiving, Uncle Billy?"

"Splendid, splendid! All the boys an' gals come home an' brung theyr kids along, an' me an' mother felt twenty years er more younger. An'

mother an' the gals got up a spankin' dinner an' we had a plenty of raal fine enjoyment. If it hadn't a-been fer one unfortnit thing, it would a-been mighty nigh perfect."

"What was that?"

"The crusts to mother's mince-pies all soaked in the bottom, an' she couldn't eat fer grievin' over it!"