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Show Walt Mason j M W l II I v .M M'. Prom Massachusetts comes the news. "JThe labor market's glutted:" and many workers have the bides who lately pawed and strutted. Then toilers were in uch demand that they could name their wages; there never was i snap So grand In all the bygone agei A silken .shirt that cost much kale adorned the naught) tinner, and in H diamond studded pail he packed hi princely dinner The blacksmith's wife, in royal furs, wen; gauiiing here and yonder: a stately limousine was hers, which made the banker ponder. It couldn't lasl. this sorl of thing, it jarred all sense and reason; a Janitor may apo a king but only for a season. sea-son. And now the earnest student sees the sliifis of sense grow plainer; we're getting back by slow degrees to better times and saner. We've looked on labor lab-or with a frown, we've been so Independent, Inde-pendent, as We wni lolling through tin town. In garments most resplend ent. We've seen employers on their knees, beseeching and imploring, that we would help them put up cheese, their briny teardrops pouring. And now they're standing on their feet, and if We'd earn their money, we have to seek them, looking sweet, end cut out tantrums funny. To saner, wiser thingumbobs thin-gumbobs we go by easy stages; soon I men will learn to puard their Jobs and prize their weekly wages. |