Book Review Set Friday Afternoon Cheaper by the Dozen, by Frank Gilbreth and Ernestine Gilbreth Carey, will be reveiwed at two p. m. Friday at the Carnegie free library lecture by Pearl Allred, readers advisor. This is an entertaining account of what it is like to be born into a family of 12 children, to parents who are both industrial engineers. The public is invited. good. Cold stormy day. Some wind. I read. Go down to lecture at library. Cheaper by the dozen and go up to office. Read Biographies. Letters from Oertel & Mary I write several letters Saturday, February 5 Cold stormy day Snowed last nite Scene Today By Swen Teresed POETRY CORNER These cold wintry nights apparently have caused Mrs. Hortense Richardson of Layton to wax poetic, if a poem inclosed in a letter to us is any indication. We enjoyed it so much were going to give our readers a chance to chuckle over it, too. Mrs. Richardson explains that its a parody on the famous If, by Rudyard Kipling. If you can keep your head when all about you Snow on snow piles up forever more; If you can trust yourself to really step out in Without losing every trace of your front door; If you can wait, and not despair of waiting, Sit calmly by while others rant and roar And know that someday, somehow, somewhere The signs of spring must surely come once more; If you can dream of sego lilies blooming; If you can think of tulips stead of snow; If you can cope with stalling cars and buses, And arctic nights of twenty two below; If you can bear to face the icy currents Blasting at us from the south or north, And shaping drifts for unsuspecting mortals To flounder in whenever they go forth; If you can shovel snow until your back aches, And help a fellow comrade in distress; Or feel King Winters hoary breath upon you And not be sad or love this life the less; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To bear you up. long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing ever Except another foot of snow each dreary dawn; If you can walk through slush and say Im happy, Or slide on slippery highways and not cuss; If colds, nor yet pneumonia has you cornered, And you can be snowed in without a fuss; If frozen hands and feet you take a smiling, And under stress and hardship you but grow; Yours is the earth and brother you can have it, Ive had enough of all this BLASTED SNOW!