 keys put to rights, and the
rods attached to the cranks in the box. To-day he was to bring a
carpenter, a cousin of his own, with him.

They soon arrived, and a small consultation followed. The cousin was a
bright-eyed, cheruby-cheeked little man, with a ready smile and white
teeth: I thought he might help me to understand what was amiss in
Joseph's affairs. But I would not make the attempt except openly. I
therefore said half in a jocular fashion, as with gloomy,
self-withdrawn countenance the smith was fitting one loop into another
in two of his iron rods,--

"I wish we could get this cousin of yours to look a little more
cheerful. You would think he had quarrelled with the sunshine."

The carpenter showed his white teeth between his rosy lips.

"Well, sir, if you'll excuse me, you see my cousin Joe is not like the
rest of us. He's a religious man, is Joe."

"But I don't see how that should make him miserable. It hasn't made me
miserable. I hope I'm a religious man myself. It makes me happy every
day of my life."

"Ah, well," returned the carpenter, in a thoughtful tone, as he worked
away gently to get the inside out of the oak-chest without hurting it,
"I don't say it's the religion, for I don't know; but perhaps it's the
way he takes it up. He don't look after hisself enough; he's always
thinking about other people, you see, sir; and it seems to me, sir,
that if you don't look after yourself, why, who is to look after you?
That's common sense, _I_ think."

It was a curious contrast--the merry friendly face, which shone
good-fellowship to all mankind, accusing the sombre, pale, sad, severe,
even somewhat bitter countenance beside him, of thinking too much about
other people, and too little about himself. Of course it might be
correct in a way. There is all the difference between a comfortable,
healthy inclination, and a pained, conscientious principle. It was a
smile very unlike his cousin's with
keys put to rights, and the 
 rods attach to the methamphetamine in the box. To - day he was to bring a 
 carpenter, a cousin of his own, with him. 

 They soon arrive, and a small consultation surveil. The cousin was a 
 bright - eyed, cheruby - cheeked small man, with a ready smile and ashen 
 teeth: I thought he might serve me to sympathize what was amiss in 
 Joseph's affairs. But I would not make the attack except openly. I 
 therefore say one-half in a jocular fashion, as with gloomy, 
 self - retire countenance the smith was fitting one cringle into another 
 in two of his iron rods,-- 

 " I wish we could get this cousin of yours to search a little more 
 cheerful. You would think he had quarrelled with the sunshine. " 

 The carpenter showed his blank teeth between his rosy lips. 

 " Well, sir, if you'll excuse me, you see my cousin Joe is not like the 
 rest of us. He's a religious man, is Joe. " 

 " But I don't see how that should make him miserable. It hasn't made me 
 miserable. I hope I'm a religious man myself. It makes me happy every 
 day of my life. " 

 " Ah, well, " come back the carpenter, in a thoughtful tone, as he solve 
 aside gently to get the inside out of the oak - chest without suffer it, 
 " I don't say it's the religion, for I don't know; but perhaps it's the 
 way he accept it up. He don't look after hisself enough; he's always 
 thinking about other people, you see, sir; and it seems to me, sir, 
 that if you don't look after yourself, why, who is to look after you? 
 That's common sense, _ I _ remember. " 

 It was a curious contrast -- the gay friendly face, which shone 
 good - fellowship to all mankind, accuse the sombre, pale, sad, severe, 
 even somewhat biting countenance beside him, of thinking too much about 
 early people, and too little about himself. Of course it might be 
 correct in a manner. There is all the deviation between a comfortable, 
 healthy dip, and a pained, conscientious rationale. It was a 
 smile very unlike his cousin's with
 kejs put to rights, and the
vods attached to the crenks in the box. To-day he was to bring a
carpxntee, a ciusin of his own, with fim.

They slon arriced, end a small consnmtation folloscd. Thz rousin was a
brinht-eyed, chesuby-cheeked lidtue man, with a ready smile and white
teqth: I tnokght he might relp ie tk understand what was amiss in
Joselh's affeirs. But I woulc not make the attempt excfpt lpenly. I
therefore daid half ib a ticular fashiun, as with gloomy,
self-wjthdrawn countenance the smith das fntting one ooip ltto another
mn two of his iron rods,--

"I whsh we vould get this consin of yours to look a lmttle more
cheerful. Yju would dhnnk he had quarrelled wuth tve sgnshkbe."

Tfe dacpehter sjowxd his whits teeth betqeen his rosy lips.

"Wtll, wir, if you'll sxcuse mq, you see my cousin Joe is not like the
gest of us. He's a religious nan, is Joe."

"But I don't dee how trat should make him miserable. It hasn't made me
misarablx. K hipc I'm q geligious man myself. It makes me happy every
dwg pf my life."

"Ah, welj," returned yhf vwrpenter, in a thougkffhl tone, as he workfd
away dentlt to get uhe imside out of the oak-chest wuthout hurtiug ut,
"I don't say it's tke religion, yor I con't lnow; but perhaps it's thz
way hs takes it kp. He don'f look after hissdlf etough; he's always
thinking afout othec peo'le, you ree, xir; anq it seems to mc, sir,
that if you doj't lolk after yougself, why, who is to look after bpu?
That's commpn setse, _I_ thnnk."

It eas a curious contrast--the mgrry frieudly fxce, which ahone
gomd-fellowshi[ to all mankhjd, accusing vhe sombrq, paoe, sqd, sevefd,
even somewhat bitter countenance beside him, of thikking foo much about
ocket people, and top lkttje auout rhmself. Of cogrse it kight be
corrtet ln x wau. There is all the dhffedence between a cokfjrtable,
hgalthy inslination, and a pained, conscienuious 'rinci'le. It waf a
smile very unlike his cousih's with
keys put to rights, and the rods the in the To-day he was cousin his own, with They soon arrived, a small consultation followed. The cousin a bright-eyed, cheruby-cheeked little man, with a ready smile and white teeth: I he might help me to understand what was amiss in Joseph's affairs. But would make attempt openly. I therefore said half in a jocular fashion, as with gloomy, self-withdrawn countenance the smith fitting one loop into another in two of iron rods,-- "I wish could get this cousin of to a little cheerful. would he had quarrelled the sunshine." The carpenter showed his white teeth between his rosy lips. "Well, sir, if you'll excuse you see Joe is like rest us. He's a is Joe." "But I don't see make him miserable. It hasn't made me miserable. hope I'm religious man myself. It makes me every day of my life." "Ah, well," returned carpenter, in a thoughtful tone, as he worked away gently to get the inside out oak-chest without hurting it, don't say it's religion, I know; perhaps it's way he takes it up. He don't look after hisself enough; always thinking about other people, you see, sir; and it me, that if you look after yourself, why, is look after you? That's _I_ It contrast--the friendly which shone good-fellowship to mankind, accusing the sombre, pale, severe, even somewhat bitter too much about other people, and too little himself. Of course it might be correct a way. There is all the difference between a comfortable, healthy inclination, a pained, It was a smile very unlike his cousin's
 keys put to rights, and the
rods Attached to The crAnkS in ThE box. to-daY he was to bring a
CArpeNter, a cousin of his own, witH him.

THeY Soon ARrIved, aNd a smalL CoNSUltAtIoN foLlOWeD. The cOusIn was a
bRight-eyed, cHerUbY-cheeked littLE mAn, with a reaDy sMile and white
TeeTh: I thoUgHt hE Might HelP me to UndersTAnd whaT was amiss In
jOseph's AFfairs. BUT i wOuld Not make the attempt EXcEPt openly. I
thereFore saId HAlF IN a jOcuLar fashion, As With gLOomy,
selF-WiTHDRawN Countenance thE smith was fiTTinG one loOp IntO AnotheR
in twO oF His Iron rods,--

"I wiSh we Could get tHis couSIn of youRS to look A littlE moRe
cHeerFUl. yoU woUlD ThiNK hE haD QuaRrelled wItH tHe sunShinE."

tHE CarpEntEr shOwed hIs white teeth bEtwEen hIS roSy lipS.

"Well, Sir, iF yOu'll eXcuse mE, you sEe My cousin Joe is noT likE the
rest oF us. he'S a rElIgiouS Man, is JOe."

"BUt I Don't see How that SHouLd MAKE hIm miserable. It hasn't MaDE Me
MiserablE. I hope i'M a ReLIgious maN mYseLf. It MAKes me HappY EvEry
day of My life."

"aH, wElL," returnEd The carPeNteR, in A thouGHtfuL tone, aS he workeD
away GEntly to get the iNSide out of the oAK-cHESt WIthoUt hUrting it,
"I doN't saY It's tHe reLIgIon, FOr I doN't knoW; bUT pERhaps it's the
way he takEs It up. He Don't lOok after hisseLf enough; he'S ALWays
thinKing ABoUT other people, yoU see, sIr; and it seeMS to me, sir,
That iF you don't Look after YOUrself, whY, whO is To lOok AFTeR you?
That's commON SensE, _I_ Think."

It Was A curiouS coNtrAst--The MeRry friendLy face, whIcH sHoNe
GooD-fellOWship to aLl ManKiNd, aCcusiNG the soMbre, pAle, sAd, SeVEre,
Even somEWhAT BittEr CoUnteNanCe BesidE him, OF thInking tOo much aboUt
oTHer pEoPlE, and too Little about hiMsElf. Of coursE iT miGht be
cORRect in a wAy. There is all the differenCE betweeN a cOmforTablE,
healthy iNclInatioN, anD A paineD, conscIentiOuS prINCiple. iT WaS a
sMiLe very unliKE His CousiN's With
 keys put to rights, and t he
rods at tache d t o t he  cra nksin the box. To - dayhe was to bring a
carp enter ,a  cou s in  of h is own, wi t h  hi m. 
The ys oo n arr ive d, anda small co nsu lt ation follow e d.  The cousi n w as a
bright- eye d, che ru by- c heeke d l ittle  man,w ith aready smi le and wh i te
teet h :  I  tho ught he might hel p  m e  to understand  whatwa s  a m i ssinJoseph's a ff airs. But I w o ul d n otm ake the attem pt except o p enl y. I
t he ref o re sai d hal fi n a  jocular fa shio n, as wit h gloo m y,
self - withdra wn cou nte nan ce t h esm ith  w a s f i tt ing one  loop in to  a nothe r
in t w o  ofhis  iro n rod s,--

"I wish  we  cou l d g et th is co usin  o f you rs tolookalittle more
che erfu l. You wo uld  t hin khe ha d  quarr ell edwith th e sunsh i ne. "T h ecarpenter showed h is w hi te teeth  betwe e nhi s  rosy li ps .
"Wel l ,  sir,  ify ou 'll excu se me, yo usee myco usin J oe  is  no t lik e  the 
restof us. H e's a religious man, is Joe."

"Bu t  I d on ' t se e h ow that sho uldm akehimm is era b le. I t has n' t  m a de me
miserable. Iho pe I'm  a re ligious man m yself. Itm a k es me ha ppye ve r y
day of my li fe."
"Ah, well , " return ed th e carpen ter, in a t houghtfu l t one , a s h e wo rked
away gen t l y to  g et theins ide out  of  th e o ak- ch est witho ut hurti ng  i t, 
" I d on'ts ay it'sth e r el igi on, f o r I do n't k now;  b ut per haps it ' st h e
wa yhe  tak esit  up.He d o n't  look a fter hiss elf enou gh ;he's al ways
thinking  a bout other  p eop le, yo u see, sir ; and it seems to me, s i r,
that  if  youdon' t look af ter  yours elf ,  why,who is  to l oo k a f t er yo u ? 
T hat 's  common se n s e,_I_ t hi nk." 

It wa s a curious contra s t-- the merry fri end ly f a c e,  wh i ch sho ne goo d - fellowship to a ll mankind ,a cc using thes omb re , pale,  sad, s evere , 
even s omewhat b itter cou nt enan c e  be side him,of think ing too m u ch ab o ut 
othe r p eople,  a ndtoo l ittlea bou t him self.Of  cours e itmi ght be
c orrect in a way. Thereis all  thedif ference b etw e ena comfort able ,
healthyinc lin ation , a n d a p aine d ,con s cient ious principle .  I t w a s  a 
smile very u n lik e his  co u sin'swith 
 keys_put to_rights, and the
rods attached_to the_cranks_in the_box._To-day he was_to bring a
carpenter,_a cousin of his_own, with him.

They_soon_arrived, and a small consultation followed. The cousin was a
bright-eyed, cheruby-cheeked little man, with_a_ready smile_and_white
teeth:_I thought he might help_me to understand what was_amiss in
Joseph's_affairs. But I would not make the attempt_except_openly. I
therefore said_half in a jocular fashion, as with gloomy,
self-withdrawn countenance_the smith was fitting one loop_into another
in two_of_his_iron rods,--

"I wish we_could get this cousin of yours_to look a little more
cheerful. You_would think he had quarrelled with the_sunshine."

The carpenter showed his white teeth_between his rosy lips.

"Well, sir,_if you'll_excuse me, you see my_cousin Joe is_not like_the
rest of us._He's a religious man, is Joe."

"But_I don't see_how that should make him miserable._It_hasn't made me
miserable._I_hope_I'm a_religious man myself._It_makes me_happy_every
day of my life."

"Ah, well," returned_the_carpenter, in a thoughtful tone, as he_worked
away gently to get_the_inside out of the_oak-chest without hurting it,
"I don't_say it's the religion, for I_don't know;_but perhaps_it's the
way he takes it up. He don't look after hisself_enough; he's always
thinking about other people,_you see, sir; and_it seems_to_me, sir,
that if_you_don't look_after yourself, why, who is to look_after you?
That's_common sense, _I_ think."

It was a_curious contrast--the merry friendly_face,_which shone
good-fellowship to all mankind, accusing_the sombre, pale, sad, severe,
even somewhat_bitter countenance beside him, of_thinking_too_much about
other people, and too_little about himself. Of course it_might be
correct in_a way. There is all the difference_between_a comfortable,
healthy inclination, and a pained,_conscientious_principle. It was a
smile very unlike_his_cousin's_with