TO do things right, with all your might—that is a goodly motto; I’ve
pasted that inside my hat, and if you don’t you’d ought to. To do things
right, as leads your light, with faith and hope abiding; to do your best
and let the rest to Jericho go sliding! With such an aim you’ll win the
game and see your fortune founded; and goodly deed beats any creed that
ever man expounded. To do things right, to bravely fight, when fate cuts
up unfairly, to pay your way from day to day, and treat your neighbor
squarely! That doctrine fills all wants and stills the doubter’s qualms
and terrors, and guides him straight at goodly gait through all the
field of errors. To do your best, within your breast a cheerful heart
undaunted—that is the plan that brings a man all things he ever wanted.
At finding snares and nests of mares I am not very handy; but when it
comes to finding plums folks say I am a dandy; and my receipt is short
and sweet, an easy one to follow; just do things right, with all your
might—it beats all others hollow!
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