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Show JUST FOLKS By Elgar A. Guest WORTH KNOWIN'. Worth knowin'. r-very one of 'cm. I The rich, the p.icr, ihe god an' Lad. 1 There ;; some us will have none ol 'em, , j But few the real friends ih. vM ,,;. . . I hey pick an choose ro rerj much Di3caruln' her, an' scornin' him. 1 That they're completely out o' touch With Jane or Bess or Joe or Jim.' Why bless vour life' in ibis hero town I've lived for forly years or more, I An' watched its folku gu up an' down I In daily march Jus' by my door. An-' for the drunkard or the mayor I've always had the fame hello"' I There's nut & one of 'em. I swear. 1 But whut it's been worth while to know. j ain't inclined to pick an' choose, I've never held ruv nose too high I Or trained my lips so they'll reft e A cheery word to passers b) There's .some do things I wouldn't do, ;An' some of 'em have stooped to shame, But here an now 1 m tellin' you They re nil worth knowin' Just the same. Friends! Lord, I've found 'cm dressed In rags, I An' mighty quet4r to look at. too. The worst o' this town's scalawags Was one that I was glad I knew. The richest man was none too glad. The meanest now an then was kind, What matters cut of dregs or hcod If under it a friend ;ou find? Simple an' quiet, proud an' gay, Busy or lazy, dull or bright; All sorts of people, day by day, Have stopped an' treated me all' right An" take 'em as they've come and I Kone, W ith all their faults of pomp an' show . I'll say this now: there wasn't one It did me any harm to know |