Garland Globe | 1906-03-03 | Page 5 | Distrust

Distrust. It may be my Intelligence ain't what It ought to bo. Hut somehow human nature's most mysterious mys-terious to mo. It's got mo fooled completely, when I seo a solemn man Ulse up to advocato somo glorious philanthropic phil-anthropic plan And then find out ho had extensive Interests In-terests nt stake An' that lio's iigurcd all the time on protlts he might make. It gets mo downright nervous; It Is hard to keep serene, A-llH.enln' to what people say nn' guess-In guess-In whnt they mean. It's hnrd to disregard tho words whoso steady rhythmic flow Stirs up your Inmost feelings, Jes' like music sweet nn' slow; Hut I'm Kcttin' so suspicious that I merely sit nn' try To slio thu tnlker up nn' cutch n twinkle twin-kle In his eye. I note the kind of clothes ho wears, and If they'ro brushed with enro; The way Ik trlmn his whiskers and tho wny ho cuts his hair. I've had hard work, but 'bout the toughest tough-est tusk I've ever seen, Is llstenln' to what people say an' guess-In' guess-In' what they mean. Washington Btar.