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Show Just folks I I By EdfSr A. Guest 1 C J. YK DISCONTENTED KYNGE. Ye good kynge satte in hys castle hah v ami looked through ye windows jr wide, I Wbenne ye spirit of I 'reams came into H ye room and satte hym down at i nys side, 'iti wny dost Thou look so sad, good v Kynge, and w hat dost Tnou seem I to sec?" 1 w;is onlj thy n king that I should I like to work with my hands,". said he. 'oh, Thou art wise as the wisest menT thou hiisi servants to do Thy will, Thou need not dream of ye Joys of J toil nor siyh lor ye works of skill. For '1 In. ii bast all that ye heart may c.uve, ye wealth of ye world is thine "Ah." said , kynge, "but I'd like to build one tbyng 1 could say is "They look so happy who work with stone and mortar and brick and j Their eyes can gaze on ye thyngs they f do, they arc living for somethyngy j uj n who maketh ye road out there, f iii. ;. turn to a chylde and say J 'My pretty Krandsonnc I helped to build ye path that ye ride today." "Oh, I should like to gette down with t men and know what they thynke and say, I -mould like to sup at their tables. ton and join with them In their I And 1 am sad ;ts I -It and thynk that never snail grandohylde see one thynge that my hands have shap I and carved and builded com- said he. |