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Delight In The Little Things.

They Copied All They Could Copy, But They Couldn't Copy My Mind; And I Left Them Sweatin' And Stealin', A Year And A Half Behind.

A Boy Of To-day Is Affected By Every Change Of Tone And Gust Of Opinion, So That He Lies Even When He Desires To Speak The Truth.

Now This Is The Law Of The Jungle -- As Old And As True As The Sky; And The Wolf That Shall Keep It May Prosper, But The Wolf That Shall Break It Must Die. As The Creeper That Girdles The Tree-trunk The Law Runneth Forward And Back -- For The Strength Of The Pack Is The Wolf, And The Strength Of The Wolf Is The Pack.

Teach Us Delight In Simple Things, And Mirth That Has No Bitter Springs.