Show the lament of the foolish I 1 hen HE times are good they are I 1 vow such wealth of corn as a we have now I 1 never saw there come comes aunt jane to toss us out our meal et ef grain A few months back I 1 was so thin but no v I 1 have a double chin and eel feel as though I 1 wai was tight laced when I 1 put on my corset waist r u T aunt jane comes out at early morn with her blue apron full of corn and ditl a friendly clucking sound she throws it on the frosty grolund the th crops are in the days 1 are crops t w th ind nd an summer I 1 aze and nd jack tl ti e d ore boy feeds tt the stock while cl ps fly at the chopping block U u i W the city may have its delights but these delightful days and nights upon the farm are full tor for me of the serenest ecstasy since back there in september they have added to our tare fare eael day I 1 to fullness thus inspired TI ei e s hotl gotling ing left to be desired tir A u A word about A aint int jane that serves to pay the tribute she deserves S nee first I 1 broke my shell to see the world she I 1 as been good to me when foolishly in youth I 1 strayed in the wet grass she often stayed long after dark to bring me in 4 and nd dry my wet goose pimpled skin u it I 1 always had a roosting place secure from danger by the grace of hei and many days and nights she treated me tor for parasites her care of me some ay I 1 as stirred the thought I 1 am no common bird and some day I 1 will take 1 I know A ribbon at a poultry show if h when I 1 go strutting 0 er the yard aunt jane peers through her glasses hard and I 1 can see and not half try the admiration in her eye and jack the cho when he slips from barn to pump will smack his I 1 pa ps to see me wax nax so fat he knows how aunt jane loves me I 1 suppose it u old gobbler there so lank a id lean Is full of jealous musings mean he barely eats and is so thin his ills bones are sticking through his skin 19 xa AS 00 A 1 ta A P 1 I do not care to taik talk with him he tried to whisper something once to me the scrawny half stared stan ed dune dunce but I 1 passed on with figure trim I 1 do not care to talk with him A tir U aunt jane one morning cooped us in the yard the stout ones and the thin we are so tame and sl e I 1 as made Us love her so v were ere not afra d and then she caught us one by one and petted us and ere tl as done she felt my body my plump side T it 11 I 1 could scarce contain py pride U A fl old cobbler sat neglected quite so thin he was A as a sorry sigl sigi t and sl e passed him by nor did stop to e his s de or feel his crop again he dougl t to speak with ith me aga agan n I 1 scorned him I 1 aughtley augh aught fly and he brus ed something from his hi eye ey A tear I 1 think as I 1 passed by h ft u last night I 1 had a horrid dream I 1 tho I 1 heard old gobbler cobbler scream don t eat don t eat until the word words wal ed me and all the oti oil er b ads old gobbler sat there like a sphinx and watched me as a hungry 1 lynx it must hai have e been a dream and then I 1 closed my e ees es in sleep again T u tr T s morning now here comes aunt jane her iler apron full of corn again but what grim person tl at with her so 90 I 1 ke an executioner execution erl he ile bears a gl gi ax and bright in truth a most re citing sight but passes by ah me the tr fr near took away my appetite ft dr now stoops aunt jane to bid me beg for corn she grabs me by the leg ho jack she cries come hurry run ie ine got the very fattest one he ile comes across the 3 ard and tales me afe to the chopping block and shakes 11 s glean ing ax 0 O d gobbler near goes kyluck and w pes another tear r r U how cold and treacherous Is fate I 1 see it all but Us too late 0 d gobblers gobbler a wl isper n was as to warn me of the fate of too much corn he loved me hear his mournful kyluck I 1 close my eyes upon the block forgive me gobbler stayed I 1 thin I 1 had bad escaped this guillotine J W foley in PI ll adelphia ledger |