VOL. L. NO. 2i42. 
NEW YORK, FEBRUARY i4, i89i 
PRICE, FIVE CENTS. 
$ 2.00 PER YEAR. 
You useless fence ! You useless fence ! 
Men fight o’er you, and when they’re through 
With blow and curse and angry shout, 
They’re puzzled well to try to tell 
What all the fighting was about. 
You take the good from neighborhood, 
You stir up rancor, spite and hate 
You keep up night and keep out light, 
And make true brotherhood to wait. 
You make a line; your marks define 
The growth of kindly thought and deed, 
We stop at you and ne’er pass through, 
Hut sow on our side all our seed. 
You useless fence! You useless fence 
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You useless fence You useless fence 
You give the weed a chance to breed, 
He gets a solid •• corner ” there. 
Then out he’ll stride, with eager pride, 
And sow the land with toil and care. 
A target you, where. long years through. 
The boys may throw their sticks and stones ; 
They make their stent - a monument 
Of rocks and rubbish, cans and bones. 
And thus you hide what little pride 
The farmer may have had at first; 
No more he’ll try to beautify 
His place while you are at your worst. 
You useless fence ! You useless fence 
You useless fence! You useless fence! 
You take delight, when you Invite 
With shaky post or broken rail, 
The stock to look and stray and hook 
And batter down the barrier frail. 
Old, steady cows long wont to browse 
In patience, learn new tricks from you 
The} ’ll ne’er unlearn, but always turn 
From useful tasks to batter through ; 
And boys and men must hurry then, 
With words so strong they burn the tongue, 
To drive them out, with yell and shout, 
Well fit to paralyze a lung. 
You useless fence ! You useless fence ! 
You useless fence;! You useless fence 
You cost a heap! We get off cheap 
When half our profits goto you, 
The pocket-book will sickly look 
And shrink with hunger ’ere you’re through. 
You cut a gash in ready cash, 
You turn our pockets Inside out; 
They hang bereft—there’s nothing left, 
Yet, Insolent, you stand and shout. 
“ Keep up repairs ! let’s go on shares ! 
I’ll raise a crop of angry men, 
Weeds, work and harm •, you run the farm, 
And I’ll eat up the profits then ! ” 
You useless fence ! You useless fence ! 
THAT USELESS FENCE J THAT USELESS FENCE’ WITH WORK AND WASTE AND COST IMMENSE, Fig. 49. 
