PAY THE PRINTER!
The wintry wind around my cottage roared ; The sleety rain against, the windows poured. Within, the fire shed round a genial heat, And cosily 1 warmed my slippered feet. My easy chair, my soft opossum rug ; My singing kettle, and my whiskey jug; My timber pipe, filled with the fragrant weed, Made me to feel that I was snug indeed. I took my paper up, and as I read Its useful columns, to myself I said—- “ How jolly glad I am I’m not a printer, To work on nights like these all through the winter; And by-the-bye, I’m quite ashamed to say My paper is not paid for. I will pay In future in advance ; nor be a miser To him who works by night to make me wiser.”
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Poverty Bay Standard, Volume III, Issue 275, 26 May 1875, Page 2
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132PAY THE PRINTER! Poverty Bay Standard, Volume III, Issue 275, 26 May 1875, Page 2
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