(BEGINNING TO THE LEFT OF THE COLUMN)
He gives twice who gives quickly.
Forgive others often, yourself never.
An old bird is not to be caught with chaf.
An eagle does not catch flies.
Beauty without virtue is like a flower
without perfume.
It is more disgraceful to suspect
one's friends than to be deceived
by them.
God Himself, Sir, does not propose to
judge man until after the end of
his days. Why should you and I?
Every time a sheep bleats, it loses
a mouthfull.
Every time we complain, we lose a
blessing.
Service is the price you pay for the
space you occupy.
THE MEASURE OF A MAN
Not - "How did he die?"
But - "How did he live?"
Not - "What did he gain?"
But - "What did he give?"
These are the units
To measure the worth
Of a man, as a man,
Regardless of birth.
Not - "What was his station?"
But - "Had he a heart?"
And - "How did he plan
His God-given part?
Was he ever ready
With a word of good cheer,
To bring back a smile,
To banish a tear?"
Not - "What was his church?"
Nor - "What was his creed?"
But - "Had he befriended
Those really in need?"
Not - "What did the sketch
In the newspapers say?"
But - "How many were sorry,
When he passed away?"
Jack C. Davis, Pittsburg, Pa.
THE HOTEL TO THE GUEST
"Welcome stranger, here's to you,
Source of all our revenue,
Though you habits keep us guessing.
You're the object of our yessing."
I am an old, old man,
I have had many troubles,
But most of them never happened.
Great minds discuss ideas
Average minds discuss events
Small minds discuss people
There has been many a good man ruined,
And many a good woman too,
By someone starting a rumor,
When not a word of it's true.
So my friends when you hear someone talking.
About a man or woman's "good name"
Just say, "IT"S A LIE" and then try,
To never repeat it again,
R.V. Leaf
Louisville, Ky.
The world is a friendly place to live in,
if you will but meet it halfway.
Words unspoken may fall back dead,
But God himself cannot kill them
once they are said.
Boys, I am satisfied with this hotel,
The rates are reasonable, it's homelike,
And the beds are clean and comfortable.
- A GUEST
THE HATCHER HOTEL
I'm in the Hatcher Hotel at the close of day,
All around me are signs of a passing away.
There is an old ox yoke lying on the floor,
To be viewed by travelers like Mr. Moore.
While near the end against the wall
Stands grandfather's clock that stood in the hall.
And near the wall stands an old hand loom,
At which grandmother worked from midnight till noon.
While in the center of this large lobby,
Stands a hand made four poster be, by golly.
I don't think I could sleep in a bed like this,
It is so large and tall I am sure sleep I'd miss.
Around the room all over the wall,
Are mottoes and rhymes, I can't read them all.
Some are really the best of advice,
But I don't see any in regard to mice.
I feel like a stranger among these things so queer,
But they stir up memories that are very dear.
I wish my grandfather could sit here with me,
And view the spinning wheel, and other things to see.
I can fancy I hear him chuckling with glee
At the hornet's nest hanging on the hat tree.
Perhaps it would remind him of some boyish prank
For which his good mother gave him a spank.
The lodgers walk around and read on the wall,
Rhymes, notices, and advice written by all.
It makes them feel honored in some way
To view these things of a bygone day.
I notice a sign my Mr. Hatcher over the clock,
The owner of this hotel, beds and what not.
It says, "I want no mistakes when packing to leave
This practice is no joke with me if you please."
I notice another from my home town,
Which I think about as good as I've found
He says: "When the Great Scorer comes to write against your name
He writes not that you won or lost, but how you played the game."
The hours is getting late, nearly all have gone to bed.
I must close this rhyme about living things and dead.
I hope these rhymes and mottoes on the wall,
Will be read by many, both great and small.
- (PRESENTED TO MR. HATCHER BY ONE OF HIS GUESTS)
(SIGN ABOVE WATER FOUNTAIN)
WHITE FOLK
ONLY
Drink Here.
