HERE AND THERE.
Here is a mother kneeling by a cradle, who vainly endeavors with smacks and kindly words to appease her hungry babies.
There is a father, dusty and fatigued, vainly begging for work.
Here is a magnificent edifice which is called a museum. It shelters dead mummies and statues of marble.
There on a park bench sits a homeless living human being, who, shivering with cold, stares at the pale moon and wonders why his tears are subject to gravitation.
EDWARD SILVIN.
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