The Skeleton In The Closet

Thp shades of night were falling faat Ah through a bankrupt vlllage pas.m.l A niiin wlio bore. mtd stlencedead, A tl is OD whtcu tlicri oould be read : Vree Trade 1 The gi-Hfis Is growing in the Street, The clothes are old on all he raeeUt ; The factory flres are dead and oold, The klds are weazened, alarved and old- Kree Trade. "Try not to ork," the old man sald, ' The wacex wlll not pay for bread." Tlif MaKixan lid nut make reply, He merely let hls hanner fly - Free Trade ! " Stay ! stay ! " the wretehed crled. " and rest A nu hik in wlioin Kree Trade ha biest.'1 Kiir ofTllie words came on the wind. Au of a uplrli slck In mlnd : Free Trado. Next morn they found bene-ith thal Mag A faili'd o'd air' uselegs rag, A skeleton stretohed oulon tbestones, Wllh these slrange words wrought f lts bonen: