Good Housekeeping Magazine, Volumen32

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Hearst Corporation, 1901

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Página 79 - GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!
Página 79 - I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.
Página 253 - N pRETTY boxes and odors are used to sell such soaps as no one would touch if he saw them undisguised. Beware of a soap that depends on something outside of it. Pears', the finest soap in the world, is scented or not, as you wish, and the money is in the merchandise, not in the box.
Página 166 - To this temple, where we call thee, Come, O Lord of hosts, to-day : With thy wonted loving-kindness Hear thy servants as they pray ; And thy fullest benediction Shed within its walls alway.
Página 223 - The harm is done by alkali. Still more harm is done by not washing. So, bad soap is better than none. What is bad soap? Imperfectly made ; the fat and alkali not well balanced or not combined. What is good soap? Pears'.
Página 42 - We teach boys to be such men as we are. We do not teach them to aspire to be all they can. We do not give them a training as if we believed in their noble nature.
Página 67 - Catalogue the largest possible distribution, we make the following unusually liberal offer: Every Empty Envelope Counts as Cash. To every one who will state where this...
Página 60 - None but would forego his proper dowry, — Does he paint? he fain would write a poem, — Does he write ? he fain would paint a picture...
Página 105 - Tomato, in a red envelope, which when emptied and returned will be accepted as a 25-cent cash payment on any order of goods selected from Catalogue to the amount of $1.00 and upward.
Página 195 - Teach me, Father, how to be Kind and patient as a tree; Joyfully the crickets croon Under shady oak at noon; Beetle, on his mission bent, Tarries in that cooling tent; Let me, also, cheer a spot, Hidden field or garden grot — Place where passing souls can rest On the way and be their best.

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