PLENTY OF TIME 



THERE are parts of our country 

 where I love to linger. There is 

 sentiment in the very air one breathes. 

 I seem there to settle back into the 

 heart of things, to feel that unalloyed 

 happiness and contentment which re- 

 sult from an intermingling of the 

 poetry and prose of life. In such 

 places poverty is even shorn of its dis- 

 tress. There is the tradition of bet- 

 ter days and evidences of ancestral 

 pride. 



That which makes the poverty of 

 the commercial centers so terrible to- 

 day is the coarseness, vulgarity, and 

 utter lack of any touch of refinement. 

 The spirit of " get there and have " 



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