beetle's every move as it tumbled off the last rock. He r aised the stick high over his target and with a jubilant laugh slammed i t dovm.a Hesitating only one moment to determine the effect of his l ast manuver, he left the beetle to make its way over his last and bi ggest _, obstacle -- the stick whi ch he had placed in front of him. This, t hen 1~s his decision. The路 little boy, wiser in t he ways of nature, wandered off to the next bi g adventure while I pondered over the things I had learned about my son. Let him keep his alert, inquisitive mind busyo Let him continue to play fair and show mercy, even to the smallest creatures . Let him live his life as one big advent ure; me_et each day in his eager, happy way and I shall sit contentedly in the sun remembering his conquest of the beetle. THE END
TO LEARN She loved before she 路 knew what loving was; And let its meaning fade beside the years She laughed, and never saw the need to learn If laughter were of Heaven, or of fears. She made a loud lament, and never dimly understood How deep and certain grief renounces tears. But death that lives, nor grows, she spurned; and as she turned to go, Love found her waiting, strangely silent. Now, oh, now I know. -- by Johnnie Maude Tyler Page Thirteen