THE INSULTED PIG.

White Ribbon, Volume 33, Issue 404, 18 March 1929, Page 13

THE INSULTED PIG.

As well as 1 remember. It happened in December, That I strolled along the road :n mordent pride. My heart began to flutter, And I lay down in the gutter And a pig came up and lay down by my side. My head was aching badly, And the pig looked at me sadly. Till a lady passing by was heard to say, "You can tell a man who boozes By the company he chooses.’ When the pig got up and quickly walked away. A little girl had been to church for the first time. On returning home, her mother aaked her what she thought of church "1 liked it very much," she rel>lii*d; “but there was one thing I didn't think was fair.” “What was that, dear?” asked her mother. "Why one man did all the talking, and then another man came round and got all the money.”

KllilMlN \\ II 111; Tune: “There's a lx>ng, Trail, ltibbon white, our emblem twining Through a world of woe, Dunging hope and gladness, shining Everywhere we go. From the deep and weary darkness Of a drink-cursed strife. Lifting souls into the bright light Of a purer, better life. Chorus. Keep the Ribbon White a shining. All through the land of your dreams, See behind the clouds tl e lining Silver bright still gleams. Keep the temperance flag still waving, Until your dreams all come true; The force of evil braving Through the W.tJLT.L’. Purity, our motto ever; <Jod, our helper true; Steadily advance, and never Doubt His word to you. children, men and women, groaning Neath a load of care, You can help to free them if you will From Satan’s tempting snare. —Front ** Melbourne W.K. Signal.'