BODY AND MIND DISCUSS THEIR OWNER

White Ribbon, Volume 19, Issue 2, 1 March 1947, Page 2

BODY AND MIND DISCUSS THEIR OWNER

Mind (after one of his sprees) : Well, here I am. He’s sobered up. I’m on the job again. Body: I missed you. It was not \our tanlt; I want to make that plain. Mind: I know. I don’t like being fired; I like to hang around. Bod>-: You’re surely needed around this place. Your judgment is sound. Mind: But if my judgement is so sound, the "boss" ought not to say, "Sure, paF, m take another drink!” He loses me that way. Body: Well you are strong and I am strong, but there must Ik* some leak. However did we come to get a master who’s so weak? Mind: I wonder what he keeps tne for' I’m surely not much use when he drinks whisky, gin or beer. I call that rank almse. Body: Yes, look at what it does to me; weakens my heart, my muscles, too. With whisky nothing works the way it i> sup|*osed to do! Mind: That man who calls himself our "boss” must l>e a trifle dense. To harm his body and his mind make** very little sense. I’ve told him that I’m off the job when he is drinking whisky. He listens, but doesn’t seem to care that it is risky. I’ve told him that lie’s dull and dense to feed me drinks like beer. I go to sleep or grow so dull that others call me queer. Body: The morning afte», I insist I always give him pain! Yet he who ought to use his mind shows very little brain 1

Mind: You’d think he’d listen when I talk; he must be half a man! Body: You’d think lie d heed the things 1 say. ’Twould lengthen his life span. Mind: Perhaps the liquor makes him ill, too ill to know or care. Body: Then what’s the matter with the man? Is he “quite all there’’? Mind: I truly couldn’t say, my friend, but 1 regret my fate, belonging to a man like he is, who won’t co-oj>eratc. —"The Union Signal.