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Show I WONDER. f I WONDER if I have the right To let myself forget to care How children shiver in the night Where all is dark and cold and bare. My little ones are free from dread And sheltered safely from the storm ; Their eyes are bright, their cheeks are red, Their laughter glad, their clothing warm. But other little ones must weep, And face new dread with each new day, Where Hunger's fangs bite very deep And Want sits like a ghost in gray. I have no need to share the blame If pallow dims the orphan's cheek ; I have not made the cripple lame, Nor taken from the poor and weak. . . If children who are hungry sigh, If others who are old complain, No guilt lies on my conscience I Have never wronged them for my gain. But, knowing how they weep at night, Where all is dark and cold and bare, I wonder if I have the right To let myself forget to care. S. E. Kiser in the Chicago Examiner. ifc Jte fc 5tc |