Weekly Chemawa American., June 01, 1906, Page 8, Image 8

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THE CHEMAWA AMERICAN "
FOR THE BOYS
It's up to on, my son
There are two trails in life, my boy.
One leads to height, to fame,
To honor, glory, peace and joy,
And one to depths of shame,
And you can reach the glorious height
Its honors can be won
Or you can grope in shame's dark night .
It's up to you, my son.
One trail is strewn with labor's flowers,
With sharp thorns here and there;
One leads through wicked pleasure dowers
That to the eyes are fair.
One trail ascends and day by day
You climb you cannot run
And one is down hill all the way
It's up to you, my son.
Stei n duty guides the upper trail,
Exact obedience, too;
And he who treads if cannot fail
To win if he be true.
Rut fickle folly, gay with smiles
Rules o'er the otlier one,
And leads to ruin with her wiles .
It's up to you, inv son.
At end of one trail you will lind
; That all the tears and moans
And galling cares you left behind
, Were needed stepping ston 's;
And at the other's end you'll see
Your pleasur s, one by one,
But led you on to misery
It' up to you, my son.
At partings on the trail you stand,
i At early m;in'io I'-- gate .
Your future lies in your own hand
: ill it be low or jrrent ?
If now you choose the trail of Right
When you the height have won,
You'll bask in hoivr's fadeless light
It's np to yon ttiy son Cx.
A Printer's Prayer
"Oh let this day be filled with the
good things of life; deliver us from the
hell box, and fill every delinquent sub
scriber's heart with a dollar's worth of
remorse; guard over the office devil and
deliver him from wiping his hand on
the office towel; give us many periods of
rest; keep our forms well locked and
our stomachs justified to run up against
the noon day meal. Deliver us from
getting out of sorts, and give us the
patience of Job who has not a job
printer; help us to stick to our business,
that it may be picked up, and in no case
be found wanted; keep our circulation
up to a healthy standard that will need
no padding. Give us our daily bread
but deliver us from "pi" at any prie ; de
liver us from throwing mud at the op
posing .candidates, but help us to paste
1 hem, and when at last our forms are
locked up for the hereafter let them he
put to press in such a maimer as to
leave a. clean and lasting impression up
on mankind.,, Ex.
Each man has his own vocation; his
talent is his call. There is one direction
in which all space is open to him.
Emerson.
WANTED INDIAN BASEBALL
PLAYERS
For tenth annual tour (1900) of
Green's Nebraska Indians. Must be
strictly first class men in every respect
and capable of playing in fast company.
Absolutely sober and gentlemanly both
on and off the field." Last year we won
165 out of 192 games. If you are free to
hire out address
Guv W. Green. Lincoln. Nebraska.