Old Friends

are no frlends like oíd f rienda, And nono so good und true. ío groet them when vc mect thein i As roses groet tbe dow. lío othor friends aro doarcr, Though born of kindred mold, And though we prize tho ncw ones We treasure more the oíd. There are no frienda like oíd friends, Where'er we dweil or roam, j Ín lands beyoud the ocean Or near the bounds of home. And when tlu-y smile to gladden Or sometimos frown to guide, We fondly vrista those oíd fnenda Were always by our side. There are no friends like oíd friendi To help us with the load That all must bear who journey O'er life'g unever. road And when unconouered sorrows The weary bours invest, The kindly words of old frienda Are al -uva found the best. There are no friends llke old friend To calm our frequent fears Khcn shadows fall and deepen Through life's declimng years. And when our foltering footstepa Approaeh the great divide, We'll long to meet the old friends Who vvait the other side. - I'avid Banks Siekle ir. York Ledger.