I’VE had a heap of fun and I’ve… I’ve had a heap of pleasure and I… But I ‘m treading just as gayly,… And I ’m looking for the sunshine… Always hoping for the best,

If I can leave behind me here and… A friend or two to say when I am… That I had helped to make their p… Had brought them smiles when they… The riches of this world I’ll car…

IT is well enough to cheer for th… It is fine to praise the brother w… But don’t keep your kind words alw… For the boy who really needs them… Give a cheer when men deserve it,…

When an old man gets to thinking o… He hears again the laughter of the… He isn’t counting money, and he is… He’s at home with friendly people… When he’s lived through all life’s…

A SCRAMBLE for gold, And a scurry for place, A brief pause for loving, A kiss, an embrace, A ring; then the altar,

FOR every man who works there are A dozen who will let him; They’ll smiling bask within the sh… The while his duties fret him. And when his arduous tasks are don…

I don’t mind the man with a red bl… At a real or a fancied wrong; I can stand for the chap with a gr… To drop it when joy comes along; I have praise for the fellow who s…

A man doesn’t whine at his losses, A man doesn’t whimper and fret, Or rail at the weight of his cross… And ask life to rear him a pet. A man doesn’t grudgingly labor

My land is where the kind folks ar… And where the friends are true, Where comrades brave will travel f… Some kindly deed to do. My land is where the smiles are br…

‘Tell us a story,’ comes the cry From little lips when nights are c… And in the grate the flames leap h… ‘Tell us a tale of pirates bold, Or fairies hiding in the glen,

We have wandered afar in our hunti… We have scorned the soul’s duty to… We have lived for our laughter and… And paid little heed to the soul’s… But light were the burdens that fr…

So easy to say what another should… So easy to settle his cares, So easy to tell him what roads to… And dispose of the burdens he bear… It is easy to bid him be brave and…

There is no star within the flag That’s brighter than its brothers, And when of Michigan I brag, I’m boasting of the others. Just which is which no man can say…

The smell of arnica is strong, And mother’s time is spent In rubbing father’s arms and back With burning liniment. The house is like a druggist’s sho…

She said she was sorry the weather… The night that she asked us to din… And she really appeared inexpressi… Because she had hoped 'twould be f… She was sorry to hear that my wife…