Democratic Sentinel, Volume 9, Number 26, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 24 July 1885 — Woe Unto Man. [ARTICLE]

Woe Unto Man.

There is but little in life to lire for. The world is a hollow mockery, full of troubles and bad piano players. We go forth in themorninfl full of hope, and come home at night full of bad whisky. We dabble in politics and bet all our wealth 2 on the leading man and the other fellow getteth elected and we are left to mourn. We run for office and our friends manage for us and spend our money, and behold we come out badly scooped financially. We marry for wealth and our girl’s old dad assigns. We deny ourselves many things in order to lay up some cash in the bank, and the cashier fleeth unto Canada. And in an evil hour when we dream not of it, the merchant presenteth a bill for our wife’s new bonnet, and the farm and the stock goeth under mortgage to pay it. Woe unto man! Of how little consequence in his joy. In infancy he is full of colic and catnip; in youth he goeth about with a thorn in his heel. In the evening of life he lieth down full of rheumatism, aches and anti-btllious pills. The places that once knew him know him only by the promissory notes and accounts he has left unpaid. And this is the end of man. In youth he daces into the ring, eager to knock somebody else out, but the first thing he knoweth he is ornamented with a black eye. He cometh in raiment and a standing collar, and at noontime he goeth about with one suspender and the seat of his pants patched with a old sock. He torch in the procession, and wlioopeth up for his party, and behold the man who staid at home is appointed to office. Such is the career of a man: Lo! in an hour when he dreameth not of it, a breecliy mule kicketh him athwart the center, and he dietli.