Jasper County Democrat, Volume 20, Number 58, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 20 October 1917 — PHILOSOPHY OF WALT MASON [ARTICLE]

PHILOSOPHY OF WALT MASON

The cool October is sad and sober, she makes me have a tear; while leaves are falling she is recalling the passing of the year. I hear her saying, “The year’s decaying, the flowers are dead and gone, the rose and lily; the nights are chilly and frost is on the lawn.” I hear her sighing, “The year is dying, and man must blow his roll, must make a payment on winter raiment, and slate that’s nicknamed coal.” I hear her calling, “The rain is falling and freezing on the moor; cold winds are heading this way; the sledding will be tough for the poor.” Her voice is dismal; a grief abysmal is in her mildest tones, and, never resting, she keeps suggesting decay and mouldy bones. My life is sober; it’s reached October, it’s autumn soon will pass; the winds are saying, while round me playing, “You’re next! All flesh is grass!” My winter’s coming when I’ll quit thrumming a lyre for a reward; in all my fooling and festive drooling there is a minor chord.

When you are all run down and want to spend a real quiet time, go to the store of the merchant who never advertises. —Business Chat.