FORGET WHAT THE OTHER MAN HATH.

What do I care for your four-track line?

I have a country path;

And this is the message I've taken for mine:—

“Forget what the other man hath.”

What do I care for your giant trees?

I'd rather whittle a lath,

And my motto helps me to take my ease;—

“Forget what the other man hath.”

What do I care for your Newport beach?

A tub's as good for a bath.

And I keep my solace in constant reach:—

“Forget what the other man hath.”

What do I care for your automobile?

I'm saving repairs and wrath,

My proverb goes well with an old style wheel;—

“Forget what the other man hath.”

What do I care if you scorn my rime?

For this is its aftermath;—

It sounds so well I shall try, ( sometime,)

To “forget what the other man hath!”