Jasper County Democrat, Volume 8, Number 28, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 14 October 1905 — HALCYON DAYS. [ARTICLE]

HALCYON DAYS.

When the cosl is in the cellar, and you’ve money in the bank, [Not Tom's] And the job you have is pleasant, and you’re neither stout aor lank; When the mornings In October are all beautiful and bright. And you own the bouse yon live in. and yonr liver is all right; Oh, It's then that life's worth living, and the effort’s worth your while. And it’s then that you may bravely throw your sbouldera back and smile With compassion for the foolish and with pity for the crank, * When the coal it In the cellar and you've money in the bank. There’s something mighty beautiful about this good old earth When there’e nothing you’re ashamed of In connection with your birth, And your hair Is staying with you and your lungs are good and strong, And your teeth are sound, and nothing in the world is going wrong. He would be a churl, an ingrate, who could •It around and whine When each morning in October was the finest of the fine. And bit children were so lovely that he never bad to apank, And his coal was in the cellar and he’d money in the bank. There’s a thrill that’s coming to yon when your brassey lifts the ball. Which goes sailing over bankers for two hundred yards to fall At the edge of where the green is, and then rolls and wriggles up Till at last it stops within about two iucheß of the cup, And this helps to keep a fellow from believing life Is vain, From deciding that the profit isn’t worth the wear and strain. Makes him rather think that living has its bright side, to be frank, When, with coal piled In the cellar, he has money in the bank. Life is not a useless hardship when you have no rent to pay. And vour income is sufficient to keep trouble bribed away, When your clothes are made to fit you, and your head is good and clear, And tbefe isn’t anybody in the world you need to fear; When your home is filled with sunshine and a lady who can please Helps to make the office cheerful as her fingers hit the keys; When your face is still unwrinkled and you’re neither stout nor lank, When your coal is in the cellar and you've money in the bank.