Dodge City times. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1876-1892, 1888-05-24
THE TRIAL BALANCE.

Written for the TINES, by Mrs. H. T. Evans
Mr. Principle stood hia coat Of gray.
With a look On his face that was fer away
He thoght Of the work be mas. 20 do,
OF the wicked how many, the good bow few,
And this is the sum Of his solemn thought
As he calmly reviewed The years he had fought;
This LIES an Illusion, ali gain is dross.
And he balanced his ledger at profit and loss.
In the fight with ayerice, pride and rum,
On the debit side was heavy sum,
While that with ignorance showed gain,
Yet the sum was small and it gave him pain,
As he thought OF the darkness in which he dwelf
80 dense indeed that it might be felt:
And he wept as he thought Of the heavy cross,
While he balanced his ledger at profit and loss.
Rut the worst accounts that were on his books,
Which deepened the shade Of disgust in his looks
Were those with them who Haunted their wealth
And got In his debt by means Of stealth.
With God given vision he looked them through
And hypocrite wrote on each page anew,
In letters of red, each side and across,
And balanced his ledger at profit andloss.
And this was the showing he made that day
As he balanced his books in the regular way,
Pride. averice, APPETITE, greed and rum
Are debtors all in a heavy sum.
They are hpoeful, heaven still let them stand,
They may pay some day with willing hand.
But accounts with hypocrits ruled across
And charged their balance to profit and loss.
ANOTHER BALANCE.
Mr.. Policy sat in his easy chair,
With countenance ruddy, round and fair
He counted his gains in solid gold;
They were more than Ill his Golfers would hold,
And he thought a. he looked them o er and o er
How moor he had been in the days OF yorc,
Nor cared he a whit what his gold had cost,
or how much his friend Mr.. Principle lost
II the world is foolish enough to believe
That AN honest and will not deceive
I'll work my plan for all it is worth
have a desire to own the earth
I'd charge them then for the water they drink,
For the air they breathe, for the right to think.
And though I'm aware tbs not mine to give.
Tbev should pay good price for the right to live
Rut I'm not alone in the policy plan,
There are many Others who lead the van'
In halls of learning, in marts OF change'
In church and state things that's strange,
| And in turning the matter over to-day
find there are many who work my way
They find it succeeds and work to man
In the way work, by the policy plan
| And this is the showing he made that day,
| As he balanced his books in the regular way.
There's conscience and principle, honesty, TRUTH
I have worked them for every cent they were
| worth,
| And though have lost them the thing is plain
| shall have nice balance to profit and gain.
Resides am honored in church and state.
| My friends are the wealthy, the noble ana grea'
THE SUMMING Up.
But an angle of u-tice on wings OF light
Was sent to adjust the balance that night.
| he took the balance sheets they had made
And into the scales they both were laid
| Mr.. Policy's side of it touched the beam,
While Principles sank till it could not be seen
| Tell me kind reader, for surely you can,
Which of the twain was the richest man.