THE UNDER DOG.

Maoriland Worker, Volume 2, Issue 27, 8 September 1911, Page 18

THE UNDER DOG.

Beneath this stone there lies at rest a man who always did his best. The gods ordained that he should move along a lowly, humble groove. For him there was no wealth or fame, he bore no pround ancestral name, no palace doers for him swung wide, but in his hut-lie liv<?:3_£uid died. His years were many and •'his toil brought riches'f row the stubborn soil, bub all that wealth to them was brought who owned the land whereon he wrought. Ho fashioned lumber and the boards made shelter for the. languid lords. He fed the cows and herded swine that other men might nobly dine. From break of dawn till close- of day ho toiled along his weary way and took his earnings in his hand to fatten those who owned the land. His feet were seamed with bramble scars, that others might have motor cars. The strip of ground is his reward; 'twas given by his overlord. It's six feet long and two feet wide, and here they brought him Avhen he died. To labor hard for fifty -years, endure the burdens and the tears; to have no grateful hours of rest; to toil and bend and do your best; to grind and moil and delve and save, and at the last to get—a grave! Poor soulsthat in the darkness grope, and weave and spin and have no hope.—Chicago "Daily News."