The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1891-11-26
A View of Liyin'.

[Composod hy II l.. Garrett. now rising
attoru, v os Dovingt'n, Virginia. when h. was
buy "Drwu ON the Farm. and win no douht
be OF Interest to many of Harv,ys friends in
this piacel
Talk about positions an satin robes an crowns
About flames towerin' ladder an the climbiu'
of its roun's
Talk abont the millions of gold some man pos.
sess
OF the hungry, araspin' msers. who their filthy
OF the preacher, lawyer, doctor, or the owner
of the store,
People sllus maxim money, alus cravin of some
more.
I've little view of livin'-Iny opn particular
view
Which. as how. thinks good one. although
10 right smart chance Of people what's a
livin' bout like me,
Just a-saiiin, not a-steanlin', over lifes oneven
sea.
Pos,ti"n2 Yes. have one, now 1 don't mind
tel!in' You,
For wish you had one like it an Wa. liviu'
But duu't liva in Office, billin' goods, or
wrirt' deeds,
Ny pn,itiou'- mowiu' medder, holm corn an
puiiiu' weeds
Some people thinks a teller what's tiilln' Of the
soil,
An wears grsnger's raiment, an blacks his
shoes in otl,
An makes buggy Of his drill, sofa of his
fence,
Is lackin' in true manhood an destitute of
sense.
Do want to wear collar as will saw nv neck
in two?
Do want to wear tight breeches as will squec ze
me till Pm blue?
Do want to kill my comfort like scores OF
uther men,
Just by wearin' OF number six when my foot q
number ten?
I'm son OF Mother Natures, I'd have YOU all
to know,
An IL have any members which she desires
should grow,
Why. vow FL not prevent it by tight glove
or a boot,
Or the squee zin' of my body in skin-tight
fancy suit
The people as wears satin robes, SO awful long
an queer,
An sets upon the judges bench an pronounces
verdicts drear,
Is set O. men envy not, because, my friend,
for why
This world is full of wicked men, who kill an
steal an lie,
An judgment some day must be theirs, a sen.
tence must be given,
To say ''yon die would make of me the sad
dest man alvin.
likes to be indge of stock-jest let me see
flock
O. sheep a-grazin' in a field, or other kind @
stock.
An let me tell you which is which, the year
Inns and the twos,
An which twill do for to keep for fancy stool
an use.
My wammus is my satin robe, an let me sa.
again
likes to be- Judge O. stock but not Judge O
That ladder rs a-speakin' Of, b'liove 1 called
it fame
Where many a foolish Teller, only to write hi
name
On the top where all may read it, sacrifice
honor, truth,
An goes scramblin' swiftly upward like Knott
Bison to Duluth,
Tramplin' over all before him, skippin' nov
an then a round.
sich as charity an patience, in his eager on
ward bound.
| That ladder is nuisance, an if even it fall
| down,
I'll pay a sum to any one for chopin out
| roun.
I'd ruther climb the ladder to the hay loft ovel
An chalk my name upon the wall, so people
when I'm dead,
Will see the letters shinin' there, all pure al
white as snow,
An say as how, twas charity for the animal
| below,
Whose griefs he had the power to heal, who's
hunger to allay.
That caused his clmbin' upward for to ptct
fork down the hay.
No, I've got good position, l don't wsn
nothin' more,
I've enough to feed an clothe ME an littl
for the po'r
II, accordin' to their riches, other folks woul
give like me
To them as needs subscriptions tor to hid
their misery,
The needn't be no po'rhouse throughout thi
goodly land,
For the gift would be sufficient to arrest or
pression's hand,
An hunger, vilest demon, 80 distressin', ye
| alive.
Would quit stingin' people here an seek an
other hive.
II folks would quit a-cravin' to shine out like
star
An quit professin' what they aint, and be NOR
what they are,
Our faith in man would be appraised an charit
would flow,
| Like raw of sunshine through the clouds. ar