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Show Uncle Walt If I DXY WEATHEB. J. Pluvfus turned not ths crank that operates his water tank. He watched the baking earth below, and heard ths people wall In woe. but not a bit did ha relent- he didn't seem to cars a cant. Old Vulcan heard ths people's walla, where he was making horseshoe nails, and said: "Say, Pluve. turn on the drink. Those folks below are on the blink. " But Pluvlua replied: "Gee whlsl You'll teach me how to run my blsf I tslt you. Vulc. those mortal men must have a lesaon now and then. For many years I've sent them rain, and crops have grown on every plain. Prosperity was at their doors, where now the wolf of f am ln roars. And while 1 kept their planet wet. there waa a carnival of debt. Man blew their substance, wild and free, as though It grsw upon a tree. Their stock of luxuries lux-uries enlarged, they bought fool things and had them charged. Men threw their money at the stars, and traded homes for chug chus cars, and rioted at every chance, like drunken sailors at a ' dance. And so I cooked their blamed old earth, to tench them what good fortune's worth. ' When they have chawed on husks a while they'll learn to save their Utile pile." Copyright, 1111. by George Matthew Adams. |