Show what your hurry slack up brother your hurry that so recklessly you scurry with your elbows jabbing sideways aud your glance fixed straight ahead Is a minutes time so precious that you needs must be ungracious and so go tramping on your fellow like a hungry quadruped cant you spare a nod of greeting pass the time of day on meeting swap a joke or laugh a little when a neighbor drifts along Is the dollar so enticing Is success so all sufficing that you cant devote a second to a brother in the throng do you know your destination its a quiet little station where ambition never troubles and the dollar jingles not where there is no bootless striving sordid scheming or contriving and the richest mans possession is a little grassy plot why be over keen for speeding on a trail so surely leading to that lonely little village where we all must come at last slack up brother your hurry that so recklessly you scurry you may head a slow procession ere re another year is past PEORIA JOURNAL |