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The Commoner.
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AUGUST 2, 1910
August 31, 18A3-1910
Drawing very close to 'fifty how the
; years go rolling by
And the sum of life is blazing at its
.zenith in the sky.
Almost fifty years of living, skies of
. blue and clouds of gray,
And my mem'ry loves to linger over
every bygone day.
Days of boyhood games and laughter,
' days of rosy dawn of youth;
Days of early manhood bringing
wealth of roses and of ruth.
.Ah, the long years that have faded
in the dim and distant past
.Till-I'm owning forty-seven; nearing
fifty pretty fast!
.Forty-seven years of living much of
joy and some of care;
Little gold to line my pockets, lots
' of silver in my hair
rYears of wandering wherever vag
rant fancies bade mo roam,
'But the sweetest years of living are
the years of Home, Sweet Home.
.And when evening shades are falling,
" as the sun sinks in the west,
II know well the home years give me
all of lifethat is the best.
"So. I sit beneath the home-tree with
the ones I love most dear,
content at forty-seven and
with fifty drawing near.
IQuito
jForty-seven years of living and of
w loving on the way.
y. Looking through each cloud of sor
;. ;', row on to where the sunbeams
play.
.
JrFour score years and, .seven. count
jj! fyhem -3oys outnumber "all " the
$ woes, -
And I've quick forgot the thorn-
pricks in the perfume of the rose.
.Years of dreaming and of doing;
years of failure and success,
,.But, thank God, each year made
.-: brighter by some true friend's kind
:' caress.
"Now with life's sun at the zenith and
the shadows eastward flung,
I shall cease this growing older, and
; just keep on growing young.
Chicago board of trade in my mind.
I took a thousand dollars of imag
inary t money and played the pork
market for just one week. 1 kept
accurate track of my purchases and
sales, buying oil a ten-point margin.
At the end of the week I had cleared
up something like $00,000. A little
later 1 played the same kind of a
game on the wheat market, and won
a bunch of money big enough to
choke a cow. That encouraged me.
I thought I knew more about the
Chicago board of trado than the man,
who invented it. And it so happened
that about that time an old Mis
souri djoctor our family doctor in
timated that quinine was going up
to beat the band, and that if a man
bought quinine on a margin he could
make a barrel of money. He admit
ted to me that he was going to spec
ulate a little. With a recollection
of how I had beaten the Chicago
sharks at their own game in my
Imagination 1 determined to do it
in fact. So I exhumed the little
money I had buried in a country
bank and went aflt. Just before I
had a chance to sell out and a little
more than double my money, a lot
of fool congressmen took it into their
heads to suddenly put quinine on
the free listand the price of that
drug fell so fast and so hard that it
made a dent in the ground. When
I came to I found in my hand a curt'
letter from my broker telling me to
come" across with some more mar
gins. I confess that I was so im
polite that I neglected to even an
swer his letter.
Never again for me. In the course
of events there will come a time
when my friends will file slowly past
and say, as they gaze upon my face,
"Don't he look natural?" but they'll
never have cause to say, "He was
fool enough to buck the board of
trade."
than the pies that Kate or Mary or
Dot malco today, and that it Is our
tasters that are to blame. You
shouldn't expect a palate all snarled
up with tobacco and hot sauces and
other hot things to bo able to differ
entiate like it could before it was
called upon to stand eo much abuse.
But, by grabs, I'm right here to
state, and without fear of success
ful contradiction, that there Is one
old thing that can not bo equalled
by the new and that's my pipe. Of
course I'm speaking from my own
point of viow. The missus sitting
by my elbow declares that my favor
ite pipe, now clenched firmly between
a couple of teeth that still hit, was
left on top of the piano the other
day, and that it actually dragged the
heavy instrument half-way across
the room. Realizing the futility of
contradicting her, I greatly fear that
her rather unbolieveablc remark
means that if I continue longer in
the enjoyment of the odoriferous
bowl I'll have to sneak out behind
tho house.
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uIx)oking Backwards"
Let's see, it was Edward Bellamy,
jwas it not, who wrote that clever
book, "Looking Backward?" Isn't
.'it easy to look backward and see
where we just missed doing some
thing great? Twenty years ago I
. .'.worked for a man who was born and
raised in the east, and who was in
;the book publishing business before
. he left Massachusetts and came to
Nebraska to publish a daily news
.' paper. One day lie told me how a
Vyoung man came Into his Boston es
tablishment and offered the manu
script of a book. My employer took
tthe manuscript and read it, then re
turned it to the young author with
j .an adverse verdict. "I didn't think
.the book would be profitable," said
my employer. "I offered to publish
it at the author's expense, but he
t"-had no money, so he took it else
. where. Two years later he found a
publisher.- The young, author -was
; Edward. Bellamy and the book was
'.- Lobking Backward The publisher
r who took it made a fortune, and I'm
' out here in Nebraska wondering how
I can let go of a dally newspaper that
f Is losing money so fast it looks like
,' a streak of disappearing greenbacks."
But gracious me! Hero T, started
off this week's output of stuff with
tho Idea that as it was an anniver
sary I'd get sentimental and pull out
the sob stop and put on the tear
pedal and hero I am meandering
away about just nothing at all. But
when a fellow is honest enough to
admit that he is forty-seven, and has
gray hairs galore in his head, and is
minus a few teeth and plus a lot of
wrinkles when a fellow is honest
enough to admit all those things
hasn't he got a right to maunder a
little bit?
BUY
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Thirty years ago today? Let's
see: I was either perqhed upon, a
stool in the old Sentinel office in
Oregon, Mo., or else bobbing for
bullheads in tho Big Tarkie with
Grant Holtz or Charley Soper with
the chances in favor of the bullhead
stunt. Thirty years ago the Big
Tark was a sizeable stream, I want
to tell you. At its normal stage it
seemed to be about two hundred feet
wide but I've seen it when it was
two hundred miles wide.- In fact,
I've seen it wider than it was long.
I had occasion to cross the Big Tark
a few weeks ago and I stopped to
gaze about and try to locate some of
the old fishing holes. And bless me
if I could beliqye that any right
thinking bullhead big enough to nib
ble at a worm could have ever con
descended to live in that puny and
insignificant stream. Yet the man
-who was driving my buggy not a
gas wagon told me .that he had
crossed it every day for thirty-five
years, ana tnai n was as nig as it
ever was at that time of year. But
I knew better, or at least thought I
did. Is it possible that my imagina
tion had deceived me and that as the
years slipped by my ideas of the Big
Tark outgrew the stream?
Yes; just forty-seven years ago I
appeared upon the scene of action
and proceeded to make Calloway
county, Missouri, howl. Anyhow
there was considerable howling done.
A couple of years later I took my
parents by the hand and led them
over Into Illinois, and some fifteen
years later led them back to Missouri.
That's about all the leading I have
ever done. For the past twenty
three or twenty-four years I have
been led when I wasn't being driv
en. Every one of theso forty-seven
years, or so many of them as I can
remember, have been bully years,
and I wouldn't wipe my mind free
from the memory of any one of them
if I could. So I'm just going to
keep right on living just as long as
I can, with tho hope that the next
forty-seven years will be at least no
worse than the forty-seven past. So
saying I will now cease and give my
many thousand of admiring friends
time and opportunity to congratulate
me upon my brilliant career.
. When a man has reached the age
.' that the Architect has and is willing
sto admit it he has a little hesitancy
in admitting some instances of his
Jack of foresight. I remember that
.' some thirty years ago L bucked the
All this reminds me that perhaps
the same thing occurs when we think
of the "good old days' Isn't it
barely possible that if we were now
called' upon to endure some of the
things of other days that we now
think of as the best ever, We'd goj
out doors and mutter things to our
selves? Maybe the pies that mother
used to make are not a bit better
WORKING OVERTIME
"I see you claim cne hour's over
time, Bill," said the master of the
mill. "I thought no one worked
overtime last week'
Bill passed a horny hand across
his mouth.
"Quito right, guv'nbr," he replied.
"One hour's mo due."
The master regarded him' suspi
ciously. "Come, when was It?" he in
quired. "Last Thursday," responded Bill.
"I was sent up to your own 'ouso to
'elp shake the carpets."
"Yes; I remember that distinctly,"
cut in the "boss." "But you got off
at C sharp."
"Ah, that's true, guv'nor, as far
as it goes," assented tho man. "But
your missus give me 'alf a meat pie
to take 'ome, an' that there hour Is
for bringin' tho dish back!" Answers.
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"Why did you deliberately make
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"Because he is to be married next
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wheat wiw In Montana July 1. 1910. again 12
below normal In thy United Htatea, In thk ky '
roar Montana lncmiM lt yield of grain while
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"Why not loin tho thousand of mw tUlro
-who aro building home aud fortuned on Mim
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Improved farmr, and trult tract may he bought
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Land Bargains
1250 acres, extreme eastern part
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cated 80 rods from a good town of
1200 Inhabitant!. Running water:
lake front; fine buildings; fenced
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In first clang condition. Will rent
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$65 per acre.
1000 acres richest corn and grain
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orchard; large grove; 2 to 10 feet
black loam soil with clay subsoil.
Needs tiling and when In condition
will be worth ?200 per acre. For
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present value. Write for complete
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738 acres wild land in famous
Golden Valley, North Dakota. Every
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this year, the dryeat season the
West has ever experienced, 'the
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$30 per acre.
8000 acres wild land. Central Mon
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320 acres good Minnesota land in
Park Region country. Prairie land,
200 acres cultivated, all tillabl ,
heavy black loam soil with clay sub
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3 miles from town. Price, $40 p6r
acre for shoit time. The Park Re
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or more of the above descriptions
at once, and have made my prices
correspondingly low.
D. J. McMAHON,
216 Endicott Bldg. St. Paul,Winn.
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