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Show THE CHRONIC LOAFER'S REPENTANCE v By J. C. Wo turn away tho chronic tramp And dub htm ns a worthless scamp, But what about tho chronic Tourer Who makes his wlfo and children suffer; ' Who, Just as ebon as breakfast's done. Hurries from home upon tho run To loot his horn and blow IiIb bellows Among tho other loafing fcllowB Jf. Who, llko tho tramps expect a living At the expciiBoot othetf'u giving. Tho loafer lounges on tho stiect , With rrcczlng earn and perished fee,' Blocking the way ns pcoplo go To do their business to and fio. Discussing silly, trifling things That llttlo Joy or comfort brlngu; Leaving his wlfo to chop tho wood And pnek the coal to cook his rood, Expecting her to havo his dinner On time, the sonnclcss, heartless sinner. Perplexed, sbo mcctn him at tho gate,. Her eyes aflnmo with pent up hate. With this retort "You worthless elf, What do you think now of youiQclf; Leaving your llttlo ones and I From day to day to slave or die With neither wood nor coal to burn; With bread to bake and cream to chum." "Oh, well; my darling one," says he, "I was on business, us you tied, Or oIbo, of courae, I would havo come To help you with the things at home" "Ob, yes," sayn she, "that's your old song When your nssallcd for doing wrong; But If you servo mo so ugaln I'm speaking now to mako things plain I'll use this poker 011 your buck Unltl I mako it blue and black. And throw your duds outside the door Itcsolved they ne'er shall enter more, Or, what pcrhops, Is something worse, I'll enter suit for a dlvoico." "Well now," nays he. "I must (onrcs-For (onrcs-For long I'vo caused you much distress But, U you will rorglvo 1110 now With ou I'll make, this solemn vow That 1 will act a husband's pint Henceforth, with nil my mind mid ltcait" Ho thus wo end our llttlo Blur-Tim! Blur-Tim! crowns tho loafer's wife with glory. 0 |