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Show THE SOUL Of THE CHILDREN. 'Who blli for the little cutldren-body and soul nnd bratni1 Who bids for the little chlldrett-falr and without with-out Htiln? Will no one bid ? What, no one-for their souls so pure and white And m for all good or evil which the world on their page may wrltef " "I bid," cries Deggary, howling, "I h'I for them, one and all! I'll teach them a thousand lessons- to lie, to skulk, to crawl ! They nh til sleep In my lair like maggots; they auall rot In the fair sunshine; And If they g.rve my purpose. 1 hope they'll answer thine." "And I'll bid higher and higher," says Clime with wol (It b grin, "For I love to lead the children through the pleasant paths of sin. They shall swurm In the streets to pilfer, they shall plague the broad Uhway, Till th j.v grow too oid lor pity and ripe lor lit law to slay. "The prison and the eallows are pienty In the land: 'Twere folly not to use them, so proudly do lh-y stand. Give me the little children-I ll take them as they're born. And feed their evil passions with misery and scorn. "Give me the little children, ye good, ye rich, ye wine. And let the busy world eplu around, while ye hut your Idle eyes. And your Judges Hiull have work, and your lawyeis wag the tongue. And the gaolers and policemen shall be fathers to the young." Charlii Mackai. |