Show 1 1 Just Folks By EDGAR EDGAIl A. A L GUEST Cop Copyright right 1931 1031 Edgar A. A Guest INCIDENT Said he profits are low I must let someone go And he looked all about As if choosing him out Who could best brave the storm And not wish to be warm Not that one he said j His wife's ill In in bed And not he over there He Be has burdens to bear Nor the one I heard say ay Weve a child on the wa way I Ii S wind v i He heard tho the roar Banging shutter and door t- t Saw tho the torturing sleet E Driving men from th the street r I As he walked slow low of pace I I The full length of or the place I To hIs Ills desk he returned I. I Though but little weve we've earned Ho remarked with a a. smile We Wo must hang on a while t I I none to dismiss s In lI such weather a as this |