The Archive · 1938

Gay Times Mr. Walter Elliot, Secretary of State for

Scotland, gave his version of the poem "I remember, I remember" at a literary luncheon at Grosvenor House, It ran:

"I remember, I remember nothing Clearly after that: but I wakened in the morning on an alien lobby mat, and I somehow felt persuaded, though my feelings were not clear, that I'd spent a merry Christmas and a prosperous New A

Chinese New Year As usual the New Year came, As usual the stores were shut, The streets were empty just the same "Cept for the holiday loiter, but There is q thing that was not present, The thing that marked the real advent Of New Year for both rich and peasant, And air with holiday spirit rent There were no happy little boys Who had got up way in the night, Awaking everyone with their noise, When banging pavements with all their might To be the noisiest of the lot, Which only once a year they got, ud have the chance to spend their coppers,

Like jumping, chattering grasshoppers, That foreigners almost did not know That Chinese New: Year really came; There was not that spectacular show That every year was just the same. They did not have to cover their ears When little fragments went astray, And they heard naughty children's jeers, As crackers were not sold today.—rx.

Ignorance Is Bliss j applied for the job of janitor St the Dos ote Wnes Jacob Meyer was Abe

in his native town of Bratovsk. To his great delight he was accepted; but when they asked for his signature on a formal blank, he had to admit that he could neither read nor write—

his Ad He i made up his mind to show the That defeat was an important milestone even sign his name. Jacob didn't get

aw ies what a fine person they had missed because of their stupid rules 4 m Never did anyone work so hard, never was any one more thrifty. In time he saved money to come to America and open a dry-goods store. Before many more years he was the merchant prince of a great American city.

But even then he wasn't satisfled—in his dreams he saw a chain of stores in many American cities, He discussed his plan with a banker, who agreed to lend him $10,000,000 nand now," said e banker, "if you'll sign read nor write." bins Jacob Meyer shook his head. "I

The banker was dumfounded. "And you've achieved all this in spite of such a handicap? What would you have been if you had been able to read and write?"

"I would have been," said Jacob Meyer, gazing into space, "janitor of the post office in my native town of Ronald Richards—In "Liberty."

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