In Our Town

Levin Daily Chronicle, 19 April 1917, Page 3

In Our Town

(By WALT MASON.) In our 6mall town there is no bar; no boozo is sold, in flask or jar; no signs announcing ice-cold beer, upon our long main street appear. ""* When we'd assuage our dustji thirst, we quote the motto, '''Safety JVsfy" and to the nearest hydrant trail, and drink three quarts of Adam's ale. Ten thousand people, good and bad, are dwelling in our lovely grad, and when the week of toil is done, and they set forth to have some fun, not one of all that cheerful throng goes seeking liquor, red and strong; there ie no liquor here to seek, and so the seeker'd be a freak. Of course it makes a .strong man groan, to have some money all his own, and 'find he cannot blow it in for cool, refreshing, squareface gin; and oiften-times in his despair, he buys his children boots to wear, or gives his wife a large green bill, which should ibe in the brewer's till. Or, driven frantic by the law which bare the hug-juice from his maw—a law devised by some fool crank—he puts his money in the bank, or buys himself a house ancl lot, white he's with indignation hot. The news our papers print is stale; there are no doings at the gaol; our people lead eventless lives; our husbands sleldoim 'beat their wives; not once a year are prison bunks engaged by plain or fancy drunks.- It is a stupid life we lead, and much I fear we'll go to seed; we ought to have a boozing ken, and put our gaol in use again!