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Show Rlpplirg Rhymes I By WALT MASON. a . j ' THRIFT. I The sanest thing on earth is thiift; I it is the slogan of the wise: without it human beings di if t to Joints where ! paupers swat the flies- All workers' now are in demand, there's no excuse for idle lads; employers in the market stand and offer forty kinds of scads Work brings a lordly -recompense,' such as it never sought before; no delegate with any sense will let a wolf camp by his door. It's harvest time, for those who wish a bank account to ' rear and raise, to put some money in a dish, and save it for the rainy days, i Said rainy days are bound to come, with wailing winds and heavens dank; j then happy ho who has a sum of ko- pecks salted In the bank. It matters i not how much you earn, if you believe,! and think, and say, that coin was I merely made to bum, to throw at birds I and fool away. What profits It to shed your sweat, and through the long hours toil and spin, if you are evermore ever-more in debt, and dodging bailiffs "and their kin? Be thrifty now, while i I money flows to every till in tinkling streams, and be prepared for Kite's hard blows, and spend old age in pleasant drems. |