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Show Walt Mason e CITY AND COUNTRY. It seems a ghastly pity that ai: I girls and boys are thronging to the city, grown fired of village joys. The city bids them enter, hives them the cordial I hand; and down In 6W Hay Center lite J empty buildings siand. "Art. Chee," the i lciilr. are saying, "the old town is a frost; i we ii go where bands arc playing, re- I ganll. -s f ii.'- out." The country town ! Is Fihrloktng. It's known a dismal stomp, with old graybeards drinking around the village pump. The sad-ej e.i nicTohant ! prlni e- gaxe down the dusty .s:r.--i and, ' brushing shelf worn ijulni-es. Invoke the I name of Pete. The young folks all 'ir. leaving, they go on very train, lo search i for Joys deceiving, and plrSSJITTi all in I vain. Adventure is the mentor that ooun-j ooun-j seis them to go; and down in old Hay Center the life is pretty slow. Hay Con- ti-r's w'ays ar,- uule:. she's c-ahn. without. within, she lias no mldnig-ht riot, or gar-1 gar-1 lal) brands of a in. Her people all arc le 1n; when village , In ks Ktiiki ten, , and no 'hei, sports are keeping high n wassail In a den. They go to church in Sunday to hear the put6r sheul and all the dames on HondSy still hang tl" I washing out. Hav "enter ha no pin1 ' una to chronicle life's game; bul from I uch town' our Lincolns and other grent men caiili- It's sad to nee her dylru-. ' abandoned, dusty, jrriiy . but alt the kld. j are : lghlng to tread th Great White Way, |