Jasper County Democrat, Volume 2, Number 34, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 25 November 1899 — Page 5 Advertisements Column 3 [ADVERTISEMENT]

VAGRANT VERSE.

A MATTER OF CHOICE. They do a heap of talkin’ ’Bout the man behind the gun; They're always singiu' of the deeds This man has bravely done. We're all proud of this hero. Who bear/the battle's brunt— But I’d rather be behind the gun Than standin’ out in front. I’d rather squint along the sights Thau to be squinted at; ■ I’d rather see the breech-lock than flie muzzle—t dl you that! More fuu in bein’ hunter Than the object of the hunt— So. I'd rather be behind the gun Thau dodgin' round in front. In fact, to put it plainer, I wouldn't like to be Out where the other fighting men Could get a shot at me, And just about the moment The shootin' was begun I'd like to be ten miles behind The man behind the gun. —Baltimore American. POWER. Have you seen the locomotive as she struggles' up the slope. Panting, blowing, shrieking onward, like a traveler spurred by hope. Onward, upward, ever pressing. likeu being with a soul? But the power that propels her is a shovelfull of coal. Till, at last, she's reached the summit, then ' adowh the hillside flies. Where another mighty mountain starts its journey to the skies; Now no effort, swiftly downward, gently o’er eaeh grassy knoll. Still she now und then is calling for a shovelful of goal. So in life we upward journey, up life's troublesome ascent. < To the Mecca we are seeking, earnestly our feet are bent, But the journey would be lighter, sooner we would meet the goal. If, as fiercely ouwurd pressing, we would shovel in the eoul. True, some early struggle upward, till they reach the mountain height. Then, perhaps, lay idly waiting where the journey is more light; Till again they reach the bottom, but the fellow on the roll. Of the migfity is the fellow who keeps shoveling in the coal. —Omaha World-Herald. THE ‘‘AVERAGE AMERICAN.” Who says the cruel war is done? He never fired a fiscal gun. Or bought u tariff stamp; He never fed the war machine With sticky steaks of red and green, Eight thousand miles from camp. I feed it—darn it! —every day, And lick, and date, and paste away On hiding, hill and cheque: And say. with every two-cent shot "Some Filipino's gone to pot: He's got it in the neck !" And though my proxies antedate, My telegrams pay extra freight— ■*’ But carry just as far; The porter's eye is never lax And someone pays the Wagner tax— I For Mars is in the ear. So. everything we buy has riz; For "war is hell, 1 ' hut biz is biz— And neither seems to cease. Why can't they call the war dogs off? i And let us cough an untaxed cough, And smoke an untaxed Peace? We envy those heroic men Who only have to tax the pen. With tales of "army beans"—• For they could lick the Spanish scamps While we may only lick the stgmps, And read the magazines, —Life.

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