HOPE ON!

Cromwell Argus, Volume LXI, Issue 3167, 15 June 1931, Page 7

HOPE ON!

Hope on, though darkest night comes down, And stars refuse to shine, Though heavy clouds of sorrow frown. And all your joys decline, For soon the darkness flies away And ushers in a gladder day. Hope on when ways are long and drear, And feet and fortune fail, When in the gloomy vale of fear E'en faith can scarce prevail, . For longest roads bring rest at last. When doubt and danger's overpast. Hope on when life's short day declines. And evening shadows fall. For in the west the promise shines That this life is not ailThat, though the sun may set to-night, A few brief hours bring back the light. BEYOND BELIEF. The professor had been dining out, and. as most of the guests were ardent fishermen, he had had to listen all the evening to stories of the size cf their catches. He was extremely short-sighted, and as he was crossing a field on his way home he came across a scarecrow with arms widespread. Memories of the "tall" stories he had heard that night floated back to him, and he halted In front of the scarecrow. "My dear sir," he exclaimed. "I simply refuse to believe you: then* never was a trout that length." "It's that mischievous boy of yours.' cried the enraged woman, holding np a huge brick for the other's Inspection. "He's been and thrown this through my window." A delightful look came over the fond mother's face. "Really! How Interesting!" she re marked. "I wonder if you will let me have the brick. We're keeping all the little mementoees of his youthful pranks—they'll be so interesting when he grows np."

Professor: "What are the constituents of quartz?" Bright Pupil: "Pints."