Show Uncle Walt Walt Th Philosopher 1 I went last night to see the play play play-a a drama of the modern kind and I am feeling tired today Id I'd like to fumigate my mind Id I'd hate bate to always rec recollect recollect lect those t tawdry jokes and vicious cracks for I T would fai fain b bAT he heAT AT THE circumspect and keep my brain as clean as wax The plaYwrIght THEATRE did his best to show that married life is flat and stale that hO hOly homey home ly y virtues are too slow to prosper in this earthly vale he put De Dc Deceit Deceit on dress parade and put a laurel crown on Vice Vicc and Honor saw aw her t trophies tra tro fade and Truth was laid upon the ice It held beld the mirror up to Hf i and I who saw it homeward went and got a club and beat my wife and robbed an orphan of a cent If I saw many plays so rank so full of dark and evi vil thought Id I'd steal a blind mans man's savin savings J bank or swipe a widows widow's house and and lot Y pu may may be lustrous as a a astar star with all ali ali- alithe the virtues in you canned bo if you fool around with tar you'll blacken blicken ul up to beat the band You may tl Je wholesome as the breeze that chortles through a country lane but if you e ea eal 1 limburger cheese your friends will pass you with disdain And every time y ysee you yot see a play or read a book that makes a jest of love and home hom you throw away aWI some part of you that was the bet best Copyright 1910 bv by Geor George e Matthew Adams m |