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Show 4 t- M WALT MASON j M HOME jfl When evening, balmy time of peace succeeds the busy day, I sometimes , tuko my aunt and niece to see a mortal mor-tal play. More often, though, we stay t I at home. and. while the women sew I read aloud a helpful pome or tale by j K. P. Roe. The evening is a thing of Charm, a boon to dames and men. at j home we're snuc and safe from harm and go to roosf :a ten. And In the! streets, throughout the night, the roisterers proceed, they make tlie solemn sol-emn hours a fright, the way they die and bleed. Red mur.b-r stalks alon the slums, assassins slug and slay, and In the dawn tho crowner comes, and loads men in a dray. The victims of the knife and gun might years of comfort com-fort know, if they at home would look for fun. and reod the works of Roe Hack numbers like my niece and aunt Will stay at homo with me. but nosrlv fl an me young ones pint some midnight V I to see. A goodly book beside the lamp Is much too tame and stale far better trot with tough and vamp 'and wind up in a Jail; it la a punishment they think, to spend a night at home and where the bright lights glare and I blink on giddy feet they roam But I to the street that roars and glsres the I wise youth does not go he seats hlm- SSlt in two armchairs, and reads some books by Roe. |