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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, December 18, 1912, Image 12

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Fdlike to he rich there is pleasure in money,
It's good stuff to 'have and it's good stuff to spend,
It helps you to pay for your milk and your honey
And gives you a chance to be nice 'to a friend.
I'd like to be rich, but I'd never be willing
To pay such a prce as SOME men do for gold;
The cost is too high and the pace is too killing,
And too many things must be bartered and sold.
I'd like to be rich and I wonder wha wouldn't?
And yet, if it cost me what SOME people pay,
I'd try to-be rich and I'd find that I couldn't.
There's too much worth while that is lost by the way
To sacrifice friends and ideals to render
My heart, and my conscience, my soul and my mind,
And sell all my dreams for a dollar-marked splendor u
Would leave me tQo ppor for the riches I'd find.
I'd like to have wealth if I made it by toiling
Or keenness and cleverness canny but fair,
But never by cheating and spoiling; - ,
I'd like to be rich but I'd rather be square! ' K ' $
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and then.ou know." , "
"You want me to criticise l Je
you?" asked Miffin, mildly snif
fing the clear'and frosty air. '
"I do,"answered Spiffin, throw
ing out his chest and striking it '
impressively, it would do me all
Spiffin and Miffin were friends.
fThey were strolling along one
sunny -Sunday afternoon in the
rear of their respective wives,
when Spiffins, who was always
something of a worrier, broke the
contented sifence.
ook here, old man," said he.
r'I know you say the most awfully
nice things about me to my face,
and I've no reason to believe you
do anything else behind my back.
But it does a chap good to be crit
icised by his friends every now!
the good in the world.
Miffin looked sideways at his
friend and then burst out:
"Look here, Spiffin. You'revsix
foot two. I'm five foot four. You
can't seriously mean you want
my private opinion of you. It
can't be done, old chap can't be

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