WESTERN RED GEDAR

From the vast rain forests of coastal British Columbia comes Western Red Cedar - the wood with "built-in" weather resistance. This exceptional durability combines with Red Cedar's light weight, working ease and high insulating properties to make it a natural choice for every type of construction, indoors and out. With its stained, bleached, varnished or used as is to harmonize handsomely with any setting.

Our complete range of Western Red Cedar Products includes:

* t x I0 Foresl Cedar Siding

* Ranchpanel Yerlical Siding - reyeric board and batlen

* I x6,I x8,I xI0, I x12, sound, Iighl-knolted board lor board ond batlen

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* tx6, Ix8, IxtOv'dponelling

, Manufactured by: BRlTlgH GOLUMBIA FOREST PRODUCTS LtMtTE9r vANcouvER. B.c. Sales Agents: MACMILLAN, BLOEDEL & POWELL RIVER. LTMITED

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The Accident of Birth

It isn't the ancestral shadow you cast, but the light you bear, that makes the way easy for you and others.

Many of our first families-as you come into town-have ancestors that came over on the N{ayflower'

Other Mayflo'iver descendants have managed to live it down and they dwell in marble halls with the nabobs on Snob Hill; but their neighbors came over in an ash can.

A family picture should be the place for background and ancestors. Let the dead rest in peace, but you should be up and doing instead of leaning on a coffrn.

Pedigrees are for pups and prigs.

The bnly aristocracy should be that of service.

Ancestois are good only as measuring sticks. If they are famous, you musihustle to measure up to them. If ordinary, you muit hustle to keep your head above the swamp of mediocrity.

Pride should be vested in praiseworthy personal performance. No medals should be given out for an accident of birth. Yottr great-grandfather WAS-not IS. You borrowed your years from eternity-when you finish paying back, you are history.

As you pass the Historian's Camera, be sure you register as more than a carbo. copy'Strubre.

Working Under Difticulties

"Mother, how did that pretty rainbow get in the sky?"

"\Mhy, dear, that is just a lovely picture that God painted for us a11."

"My, He did an awful good job with l{is left hand, didn't He?"

"His left hand, sou?"

"Yes, 'cause rve read in Sunday School that Jesus sits on His right harrd." * >k *

Speaking of Sunday School, a.certain teacher had been discussing the beauty and wonders of Heaven with her group of small children. "Now," she said, "all of you who want to go to Heaven, raise your hands."

All hands came up, but one. The teacher was perplexed. "What is it, Johnnv?" she asked. "Don't you want to go to Heaven ?"

"No, ma'am," said Johnny. "I can't. 1\'[y mamma tolcl me to come right straight home after Sunday School."

Some Doy And Todoy

One of the hardest things for most of us to do is to live the fullest in the present. We are always thinking about what we are going to do some day.

Some day we are going to visit Capri where we can rvatch the bronze-bodied blue water.

Some day we are going to find time tempting books on the shelf.

Some-day we are going to put fear out of our hearts and accept the universe with the certainty that the law is taking care of everything, ourselves included.

Some day we are going to do so many to do.

But today, which is all the day we'll ever know, we treat as something of no great value. Today we'll do what we can to pass the time awaY.

But tbmorrow-ah, tomorrow will come trailing clouds of glory. But when tomorrow comes we find it is only today and sit in the sun swimmers in the to read all those things we love aga1n.

And so life goes. That rn'hen they are young.

Is Why The Wise Do Their Kissing

-Thomas Dreier.

fhe Lifile Niles

"Now, Freddy," said the teacher, "tell me the name of the principal river in Egypt."

"The Nile, teacher," said Freddy.

"That's right," said the teacher. "And now can you tell me the names of the smaller tributaries?"

"Oh, yes sir," replied Freddy. "Juveniles."

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Pessimist

IIe took the peacock's vanity, The cunning of the fox, The chattering of the bluejay, The dumbness of the ox, The sweetness of the honey The greenness of the grass, The swagger of the ibex, 'fhe braying of the ass, The vengeance of the viper That lives in Hindustan, He made them into WOMAN, And presented her to man.