In the soft soil of little lives
Affection quickly springs and thrives
And grows like anything;
Its tiny tendrils Love puts out,
Not knowing what it's all about
But glad to smile and sing.
--Carolyn Wells.
Playgrounds for Boys.--In a certain Ohio city there is a large placard
"Boys, you can play here," It is a large corner lot thronged the whole day
through during the good weather with boys playing ball and other games.
This lot which could be sold for thousands of dollars, has been donated to
the boys for a playground near their homes, The owner realized that the
streets are not suitable playgrounds for the children and that accidents
occur there almost daily. The streets of our cities are poor places in
which to play, bad for the boys, and still worse for the community, If you
have vacant lots turn them over to the boys this summer. A boy never
forgets a favor, and American boys are not going to abuse good privileges.
The loneliest boys are those who are not allowed to play on the beautiful
lawn at home, are not allowed on the streets, and wander about from place
to place to be told "Move on," every place they go.