Polk County observer. (Monmouth, Polk County, Or.) 1888-1927, 1911-10-10

he was hustled off to a cell, but his
canine friend went with him. Who
can tell the story Of that man S life.
Who is there competent to sit IN
4 Judgment on his case. Who can tell
of the black disappointment, or fail
ure, that may have darkened his
pathway in the past. He may have
passed through trials and tribula-
+ tions that would have brought less
strong men TO the unknown shore;
but he has become a wanderer on
the face of the earth. But, though
he wanders homeless, and atar, with
out friends of his kind, and without
companionship, except such as ne
may find around the vagrant camp
fire along the railroad track, his one
true friend does not desert him. 1T
matters not to the dog that his mas
ter Is clad in rags and tatters. Ii
matter not to him that the law lays
It's leavy hand upon him. lie has
been arrested so often, and has spent
50 much time in the jails Of tbs
country, that a steel cell seems like
one to the dog. Much has Dcen
written on the faithfuluess o. the
dog, but it has never been overdone |
He is the one friend that will never /
desert you. He will starve with you,
and feast with you, and caress the |
hands that Furnishes. He will know
no other master and obey no others
call. and, when the Grim Reaper shall
summon the human clay from earth,
the faithful dog will keep his lonely |
vigil above the mound that covers
his masters mortal remains. Souie
men that | know could learn
mighty valuable lesson from the dog. 4
Once there was a Leading Citizen.
He was pretty much the Real Thing
in his town. When the Town was
Little the Leading Citizen was the
Prophet What he said Went. Peo-
pie attempted nothing until he had
Approved il. If a Man wanted to
Nail Board on his Sidewalk the
Public Citizen gave permission or
it. Oh, he was Some Mus
ard BY and By other Folks moved
o the Town. They didn't know
Public Citizen and he Buttered no
'arsnips with Them. Public Citizen
rot out his Hammer and began
He said the Town was
.arge enough He knew if it grew !
Ie would be Pried Loose and Lose =
is Snap. But the New People kept \
N coming, and the Town grew, and =.
rev, and grew, until there were Two .
thousand people there. Then some
# the New People who didn't know :
'ublic Citizen and didn't give =
Vhoop for Him, said we want Paved
streets. This put Public Citizen i'll -
Bad. He got his Side-Kicker, Tax p
layer, to help him and they went "
around Knocking and for time q
hey put the KibOsh on the Progress a
We Citizens who wanted their Town \
0 Grow and who didn't care a rap ~
or Tradition Public Citizen and Il
'ax-Payer said the Town is Big II
Enough. If it Grows we will Have "
o Pay More Taxes. They went to r
he Progressive Citizens and SAID !
Say. we were Here Long Before "
ou came and we got Along All a,
tight Now, if you don like This -
lace. why move away" The p. c. !
aid Go, Chase Yourself. We are r
DING to Build a City here and make +,
our Property worth -Four or Six
mes as much And so, after Many
Iinths. they Won Out. and Paved
ne Streets, even passed the Property bl
Public Citizen and Taxpayer and HI
ley had to Come Through with the II
lazuma. Then Other New People al
fme to Town and made the Town II
ity but Public Citizen and Tax oi
aver who Owned Vacant Property &c
n some of the Principal Streets oi
You'd Not Sell it for Twice its Val
E and SO the Business Section mov- ol
! Away from the Vacant Lots and 81
a Little While Public Citizen and Nt
aX-Payer were Holding the Sack.
nd the former Got job as Cham nc
'maid in a Jag Factory. Moral: ne
isn't the hen that Cackles Loud
It that Lays the Largest Egg. ac
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