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Show JUST FOLKS By EDGAR A. GUEST li' . , ... , zts SUCCESS. The man stood at his post all day Apd every week of all the year,' , , And some there ware who went to play. Whose merry laughter he could hear. Some rode him by In costly cars, (Some took the ships that cross the sea. But duty's stern, forbidding bars It seemed would never let him free. And yet always through gloom and smoke. And pain and hurt and tedious care And dust that often made him choke He aaw a vision wendroua fair. He saw his children schooled In truth As bravely at hla -post he stood. He saw them happy in their youth i - And grown to men and womea guod. And later when his strength was spent And all the dreary years had flown, Te hhn greet happiness was sent. In their succette he found his own. ICuwrigbl, l3s, dgar A, OueU |