When Things Go Wrong

Ci-ossing the town the other day in haste to catch a train, writes Margaret E. Sangrster in Harper's Round Table, the horse car was three timos blocked by great vans which stood upon the track. The van drivers appeared to be unloading their goods in a very leisurely manner; to us in the car, with the precious moments slipping away like grains of sand in the hour glass, they seemed exceedingly slow and unhurried. I looked about on my fellow passengers. Some had flushed and angry faces, some could not sit still, but tapped the floor with their f eet and uttered exclamations and looked at their watches. One or two stepped out with their bags and walked hastily onward. But a dear old lady in the corner of the car was a pattern of sweetness and amiability, and I heard her observe to her neighbor: "We will probably lose jur train, but at tnia time of the day there áí'e Irains every half hour, and it's never well to be put out by ljttle. n.-'-;"ts f this f'Ort..' She had the right philosophy. Through .'ife, when llttle things go wrong, it will be wise to accept the situation without fretting, and by maintaining composure you will often be ible to set them right again.