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Show I Rippling' I jf Rhymes f 0 By WALT MASON. 1 1- At Night When I lay me down to rest, at ten j minutes after nine, having all day done ; , my best, tranquil is this heart of mine. . I I have gained an honest plunk, earned It In the swent that pours; so I lie tpon my bunk, springing ground and lofty snores. I have done no evil trick. 1 1 have done no neighbors ill, I have ; fleeced no trusting hick, I have v jumped no merchant's bill. If I've In- jured any gent, jf I've caused the loast ? . distross. 'twas not done with fell Intent 'twas puro awkwardnoss, I guess. So f 1 1 seek my humble cot, and In dreams - my spirit soars; nnd tho neighbors " 'hear, I wot, all my plain and fancy snores. Oh, tho long and dragging-nights dragging-nights that the crooked people know! Then It Is that Conscience smites with a solar plexus blow. In the day tho i sinful guys may proceed with haughty tread; in the night the ghosts arise. ; and stand grinning round tho bod. If i i you'd know a sleep profound, If you'd ( ' know what sweet dreams mean, lf i y,ou'd have no ghosts around, you must ! have a mind serene. There is sorrow 1 in the night, there nre phantoms breathing woe, if your conscience Isn't .white as the well known driven snow. i , I 0O 1 ' |