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Show Jes' Lookln' Cn. Seems to mo, Jpk" lookln' on, that things Is travelln' fnst, 'Taln't half so easy llvln' ns In tho good old days that's past. Wo used to slow up then a while, an' talso n little rest, An' git a taste of things wc folks accounted ac-counted best. Mebbo I'm a bit too slow for this new century rush, I3ut I long for Ilowery meadows and tho woodland's gentlo hush, Awny off In tho valleys where tho flowers softly bloom, Whoro there nln't no rush an' hustle nn' there's always plenty room. Seems to me, Jos' lookln' on, wo nro carry car-ry In' too much steam; Better hug the shoios a while, than gpt out In the stream; It's safer In the by-ways than along tho crowded street, Where you'ro jostled an' you're hustled by over one you meet. Mcbbc life's to hustle, Jes' to always race for gold, But there's better things for nothln' that can't bo bought or sold; Ain't so long to bo here, If you goln' to take you better give, An' seems to me, Jos' lookln' on, that" the better wiv to live. -Tommy Hawk, In New Vork Press. O |