Lasell leaves . Take stock of your friends, appre-ciate them, give them a warm corner of yourheart, resolve to be a friend to them, the kindof friend you would like to have when you arein a tight place. Reams and reams of poetryhave been written on friendship and doubtlessquite as much prose. We all have a prettydefinite idea of what the word implies. Soheres to Saint Valentine of bleeding hearts,but spare a few heart-beats for true friendship. THE FALLIs like a lovely dying thing, That, with a smileOf vivid lips, does fling A challengeFlashing to the old gray world. Wild with defiance,To the

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Lasell leaves . Take stock of your friends, appre-ciate them, give them a warm corner of yourheart, resolve to be a friend to them, the kindof friend you would like to have when you arein a tight place. Reams and reams of poetryhave been written on friendship and doubtlessquite as much prose. We all have a prettydefinite idea of what the word implies. Soheres to Saint Valentine of bleeding hearts,but spare a few heart-beats for true friendship. THE FALLIs like a lovely dying thing, That, with a smileOf vivid lips, does fling A challengeFlashing to the old gray world. Wild with defiance,To the tragic last, She singsAnd dances in a giddy whirl, And diesIn glory, neath the Northern Blast. Sylvia Starr. MY VALENTINETo-day an old sweetheart of mineIs my most precious Valentine:My best and oldest sweetheart, youAre, Mother dear. So loyal and true,And tender always; and your love,I cherish over and above Earths fairest gifts. Youve made of me,All that I am, and hope to be, Mother o mine, My Valentine.

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