POETRY
... * . . . - ?? . -1 ?? ?? ?? ?? . . .. 1- l .. - - . - I TiE WORLD IS WHAT WE MAKE IT. I'vo eiseen soni people in this life, Who always are repiningl Who novcr, niever yet could see Tho stormncloud's silver lining. There always somothing is amiss, Frenm sunriso to its sotting; That God's hnuid mledo tbeir nmp of life, They seem the while forgetting. And I havo seen st blessed sight To sin ...