Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1918-12-06
KNOW THE TRUTH
For a Birthday

| AlNOW IIL lNO Il II
For Birthday
At TWO years old the world he sees
Unjust seem expressly made to please!
Such newfound words and games to try.
Such sudden mirth, he knows not why.
So many curiositiesl
As LIFE about him, by degrees
IADiscloses all its pageantries
He watches with approval shy
At two years old.
WITH wonders tired he takes his ease
w At dusk, upon his mothers knees:
A little laugh. little cry.
Put toys to bed, then "seepy-bye"-
The world is made Of such as these
At two years old.
II Is not TO be assumed that it Is sheer
nobility Of heart that prompts the tooao-
contst to 0tve acay little paper folders Of
matches.
A German paper says that the Kaiser
has fallen from the sublime to the ridcu-
lous.
We doubt whether he has fallen as far
as that. He never reached the sublime.
We are stnl a little nervous 1rhen he see
sugar bo,cl on the table and haze a
agents may be lurking some,ohere about.
Perhaps IT'S tricki
frI NF In. tJ,. haa
with twins, but when we accused him OF
putting on heirs he was quite annoyed.
It has been suggested that a post.mortem
be held on the Rdiser's brain, to determine
,chat Kind Of mind he had, or didn't haze.
We submit that a post-mortem can only
be held on something that once ,cds dliue
Doctor Garfield, the fuel administrator,
has resigned-and so Is the public
What an ideallstic city Philadelphia Isl"
exclaimed visitor from out Of town when
he arrived here and saw all the street cars
adorned with the motto RnoaO the Truth.
II don't believe" he continued, that
there's another town in the country that
would seek to implant philosophy into the
breasts of its citizens in so striking
fashion"
We didn't have the heart to put him
wise
But it occurred to us that when tho
2. r. T. wearies Of the present text 1t
might try this one: Haste Makes Waste.
Sonnets From a Lodging House
Men Iodgers are the best, the Mrs. said
They don't use my gas jets to fry sardines
They don't leave red-hot irons on the
spread,
They're out all morning when a body
cleans.
A man aint so secretive never cares
What kind Of private papers he leaves lay,
So can get line on his affairs
And dope out whether he Is likely pay
But women Say they surely get my bug!
They stop their keyholes up with chewing
gum,
Spill grease, and hide the damage with
the rug,
And fry marshmalows when their callers
come.
They always are behindhand with their
rents
Take my advice and let your rooms to
gents!
THE former Emperor sits at that win
dow" said an observer at Amerongen,
writing as though against time, hour
after hour, sheet after sheet"
And also, we fear, writing against TRUTH
fb after fib.
We were much interested to note the
| other day that Mr., Hughes said in a
| speech that one must not assume that
big business is bad business.
The most cathartic thinker Of our time,
| George Bernard Shaw, has put the matter
| excellently well:
| Trusts are most ercellcnt things as
! superior to competitive Shopkeeperism as
symphonies are to cornet solos; but they
need more careful scoring and longer re.
| hedrsdls and better conducting.
Make the World Safe for Smoker.
T CANNOT telephone comfortably
l. Unless I am smoking
waiting.
| My pipe goes out.
Then what q problem.
I transfer the receiver to my right hand
While 1 eXcavate my matches from my lef.
trouser pocket
Then, by a little legerdemain, get out o
match
| And shift the receiver back to nv left