OLD BOYS

Ashburton Guardian, Volume VII, Issue 2253, 15 October 1889, Page 2

OLD BOYS

« 'Men are but children of a larger growth** Too Old Bjya spin— heir tops of trade, And make them bum where games urn played ■ How wearily they wind them. Tbeir neighbors' tops they peg and split. And think they make a happy bit If they m rnlaa find them. And tbey are fond of pllci and toss ; Aud when tbey fall to win-— the loss Shows their book keeping fanny, Tls " heads I win, and tails yon loss,' And that's tbe way a fortnne goes — And fools part with tbeir money. Some imos tbey fly their kites In alt WUh little but thu paper there ; Aud slender ties that hold them. A change of wind may hrlng them down* Although they floated o'er the town, Bef.re their makers sold them. Sometimes with pipes and xoatered soap* Their faces radiant with hope, They fill the air with bobbles ; But when truth piioks the shining skla We wonder why a thing ao thin Should oause so many troubles. , 'Tia sport to see them play at bal), They oall It stocks, that rise wid fall. And show tbeir akill at gaaamon. A bull has tossed It to tbe skies. A bear growls when he sees lt rise

In tbe proud raari of Mammon* They play at leap-frog as they go Over each other higb and low j And sometimes baokward falling. 'Tib strange to see the Old Bjys leap Over a fenoe like silly cheep, md In the market sprawling. — Exohange.