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Show ' Rippling I ;j Rhymes i! By WALT MASON. IV ''J THE OTHER SIDE. j All day long I sit around and weep because the price:? are so steep Whatever What-ever thing 1 have to buy. a pop. a pen I cil or a pie, a quilt, a quagga oi a quince, the price I'm touched for makes nie wince! And so. b. listng prices pinched 1 cry, "Lei profiteers b lynchdd " nd all the neighbors on I the block indorse ibis draptlc sort of talk The. sfl "Thai Is the proper, dope, you bring a tree, we'll fctCfl a rope nm th:; tliinc has anotnerj side which cannot fair!) be denied I am force' i inc. when 1 yell, the prieo r if things I hav e to sell I have ;in old- j I'h a bitten hen that lays each morning in her den ?nd when I go, on buoyant buoy-ant lec. to sell her lusCiOUC, germ-proof germ-proof eps. all neatly packed in crate Or tierce, the price 1 gel Is something lierce I have an ancienl tinhorn CQW, ith antlers growing on hei bro-n . rqo springs, each day. a peck of mi'k: that's why my wife is wearing rilk. I sell the milk by pint and qu-rf, and take in coins of Overs sort in those grand times ihat I lament, the old cow didn't make a cent Sometimes I fear wh'n prices fall 1 11 still 'ear up and wildly bawl; if things I sell are going cheap, 1 don't believe I'll erase to w eep. |