That Whistle Of Yours

Youiirg ma,n, one thing is certa in. You must pay for your -wliistie ia this worid. Everything has its compentations. Extreme joy is folio-wed by a eeaso'n of heart-rending penanee. Sorrow nnd pain enables ns to appreeiate fmall blessinss. Li.'e is made up oï sunsliine and clouds, of calm and storm. pleasure has a eting at the botton 'of Ib and he wiio ma.kee aja effo'i't to rifle Ufe of its sweefcs will end in deepair or suicMe. Pain floïWws in the -wake of pleasure as a shadcmv. Amid the ras liurce repentance reara its snaky erst. Thereiore, my soia, ko not in the puTBult of phantoms. lest you bei torn to pieces by isirens of passion. Seek not pleasure in the beer mug nor happineas in the tents oi the Avicked. Be virtuous and saw wood.