The future now is no longer hid;
For while my darling lays back to snore
I walk the floor with a howling kid;
And my son I raise from his little bed,
For he won’t stay there—not he;
And as my heel goes on a tack
I wonder what the end will be.
If you are in need of a good smart bank clerk go to Canada—the smartest ones have gone over there.
FOUND IN A COUNTRY GRAVE-YARD
Mary was healthy, Mary was young;