The Way It Seems to MeBy ERNIE DEANEEVERY now and then a friendof this column sends me something of special interest or inspection.Such items are always appreciated, although often no mention is made of them.However, W. R. “Uncle Rube Storey has given me a copy of a prayer which is quite timely just now, and here it is —reproduced from the Presbyterian Survey Magazine:IT IS entitled Prayer ForTeachers.”“We implore thy blessing, O God, on all the men and women who teach the children and youth of our nation, for they are the potent friends and helpers of our homes.‘'Gird them for their task with Thy patience and tranquillity, with a great fatherly and motherly love for the young, and with special tenderness for the backward and afflicted.“Do Thou reward Thy servants with a glad sense of their own. eternal worth as teachers of the race;“And in the heat of the day, do Thou show them the spring by the wayside that flows from the eternai silence of God and gives new light to the eyes of all who drink of it.”* * *UNCLE RUBE is past 80 and isthe elder statesman of East Commerce street.He is one of the liveliest men I ever met. If most of us are as agile at 60 as he is at 80-plus, we will be fortunate, indeed.He pointed out to me that most teachers never get many words of gratitude—such as they surely deserve—and he thought perhaps the above praver might be helpful.* * *UNCLE RUBE has been asalesman for more years than many of us have lived.Most salesmen are optimists at heart, thus staying young in spirit as well as m body. He is no exception to this rule.Uncle Rube also likes sorghum molasses on his biscuits.This stamps him as a fellow who was raised in the country, or at least had country kinfolks who showed him what good eating leally is.Kids these days miss a lot of joys in life—one being to watch cane being ground and smelling sorghum ‘lasses cooking in the vat neaiby.Most everything is made in factories these days, and canned or bottled or put up in celophane v ruppmgs—and a lot of the old-time thrills are gone forever.It’s always pleasant to come across a man who knows the pleasure of putting sure-enoughrup on his biscuits—-and of living past 80 to prove how healthful this can be.