THE PATTON COURIER SCHOOL DAYS of OVER ™ opyright” < § SOMETHING TO THINK ABOUT By F. A. WALKER Vall Met WONDER FUL BRICK SI0EwWALKS of YNRN RKENIA po Ts The Days When I Was Young By DOUGLAS MALLOCH HE snows of many winters have drifted down to earth, The suns of many springtimes shave melted them to mirth; The Ice has strung her garlands where once the apples hung— Yet not a thing has ever changed since days when J was young, My boy, the very changes were always still the same: November took the bluebird, and yet the robin came ; I heard him come returning, I heard ~~ TE Youns Pe" 'Visifer_- How It Started By JEAN NEWTON WASTING TIME UST what are you doing for your- self in the hours apart from those you give to your employers? If you would once stop and serious- ly consider the inestimable value of these golden bits of time, which are yours to do with as you please, there is a likelihood that you would put them to better use, In one way or another, young people unencumbered with any other burden save their own, are apt to fritter away time in aimless amusement. The quest of goodly fellowship, without regard to where it may end, and the pernicious habit of idling seem, unfortunately, to be the dominating purposes in the lives of the thoughtless. They flit about like butterflies, drift- ing on the winds, sipping honeyed sweets often tainted with poison. These flexible friendships which you make are so agreeable while they en- dure, you quite forget the steady pas- sage of time as you keep pursuing them, wasting the most precious years of your life, in which character is formed into beauty or ugliness. Friendships are agreeable, but they are often insincere, and for this rea- son it becomes incumbent upon you to