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A Vote of Thanks.

For every every man who works there are A dozen who will let him; They'll smiling bask within the shade, lhe while his duties fret him And when his arduous tasks are" done, From out the- idle ranks There promptly steps a grateful one To move a vote of thanks. Where more than three foregathered are In meeting, club, or lodge, Som fe cheerful soul must do the work That all the others dodge. Some one for all must toil and plan, Some one the money banks, For which the shirkers to a matt Will move a vote of thanks. The many spend their hours in ease, W 7 hilst busy are the few; The glory of the game they want, But not its work to do." Untroubled here on earth they live; The strength that's in their shanks They save, to those who toil to give A rising vote of thanks. Some day, when all the work is done And rest has settled down, Perhaps the weary toiler then Will wear a golden crown. Upon his breast may medals flash. And at the heavenly banks Perhaps they'll even let him cash Those rising votes of thanks. —Edgar A. Guest.

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Free Lance, Volume XV, Issue 817, 25 February 1916, Page 13

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A Vote of Thanks. Free Lance, Volume XV, Issue 817, 25 February 1916, Page 13

A Vote of Thanks. Free Lance, Volume XV, Issue 817, 25 February 1916, Page 13