THE GAY LIFE.
He hurries* every morning to catch a certain car; So goes to work where hundreds of other toilers are; His course is never varied; he has no time to stray; The route that is tho shortest ho takes day after day; He works upon a schedule that changes not.at all In winter .or in summer, in-springtime or in fall.
He starts, in every morning, just as he did before. To do a certain duty and never any more; He has his thirty minutes at noon to rest and eat. And when the day is ended he hurries to tho street To start his journey homeward, nigh. after night the same, Jammed in with other people, who do not know his name.
He does not know his neighbors, to them he is unknown; Beyond his littlo orbit his face is never shown; He hurries every morning to catch a certain oar; At night he clings where other sadfnced straphangers are, And wonders how the people exist out on the- farms. Deprived of social pleasures and all tho city’s charms. —Chicago ” Record-Herald.”
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New Zealand Times, Volume XXXVI, Issue 8191, 5 August 1912, Page 4
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183THE GAY LIFE. New Zealand Times, Volume XXXVI, Issue 8191, 5 August 1912, Page 4
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