The Best Of All The Preachers Are

Somebody Scoffed, Oh, You'll Never To That - At Least No One Ever Has Done It; But He Took Off His Coat And He Took Off His Hat, And The First Thing We Knew, He'd Begun It.

There's Nothing That Builds Up A Toil-weary Soul Like A Day On A Stream, Back On The Banks Of The Old Fishing Hole Where A Fellow Can Dream. There's Nothing So Good For A Man As To Flee From The City And Lie Full Length In The Shade Of A Whispering Tree And Gaze At The Sky. . . . . It Is Good For The World That Men Hunger To Go To The Banks Of A Stream, And Weary Of Sham And Of Pomp And Of Show They Have Somewhere To Dream. For This Life Would Be Dreary And Sordid And Base Did They Not Now And Then Seek Refreshment And Calm In God's Wide, Open Space And Come Back To Be Men.

No One Is Beat Till He Quits, No One Is Through Till He Stops. No Matter How Hard Failure Hits, No Matter How Often He Drops, A Fellow's Not Down Till He Lies In The Dust And Refuses To Rise.

Be A Friend. You Don't Need Glory. Friendship Is A Simple Story.

If Your Purse No Longer Bulges And You've Lost Your Golden Treasure, If Times You Think You're Lonely And Have Hungry Grown For Pleasure, Don't Sit By Your Hearth And Grumble, Don't Let Mind And Spirit Harden. If It's Thrills Of Joy You Wish For Get To Work And Plant A Garden! If It's Drama That You Sigh For, Plant A Garden And You'll Get It You Will Know The Thrill Of Battle Fighting Foes That Will Beset It If You Long For Entertainment And For Pageantry Most Glowing, Plant A Garden And This Summer Spend Your Time With Green Things Growing.