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Show mi FOLKS tiy Edgar A. Oiacut O KINDNESS AND THE CITY. lie played the friend one happy morning s hen A Btranger chanced to pass along his I way Tl. i. loud ivax on him to bo kind that day. And weal he did seemed oh, so trifling then : A cheerful word the easleal gift of men A helping hand for which there Is no pay. But all It means no words an ever Bay. 1 Both these he gave and went his way J again. Th. ii he forgot the stranger and his need. N'or knew that be had helped ins city s fame ; He could not guess that thousands shared , Ills deed. Yet at On- mention pt his city's name One man there Is ss ho rises to declare. "The finest man I ve ever met lives there." on |