I Owe No Man A Dollar

Oh, do not envy, my own doai' wile, The wealth of our next-door neighbor, But bid me still to be stout of lieart, And cheerfully follow my labor. You must know the last of those little debts That have been our liugering sorrow Ib paid this night ! So we'U both go forth And shake hands with the world to-niorrow ! Oh, the creditor ie but a shame-faced dog With the d eb tor 's name on hia collar, While I'm a king and you are a queeu, For we owe no man a dellar. Our neighbor you sawin his coach to-dayf With his wife and his flaunting daughter, While we Pat down at our eoverleae board, To a ernst and a cup of water. I saw that a tear-drop stood in your eye, Though yoxi tried your best to conceal it ; I know that the contrast reached your heart, And you could not help but feel it ; But knowing now that our scanty faro Has f reed my neck from the collar, You'll jojn my laugh, and help me shout That I owe no man a dollar ! This neighbor whose show has dazzled your eyes In fact, is a wretched debtor ; I pity hini oi i, from my very heart, And I wish that his lot were better ; Why, the man is the veriest elave alive ; For liis dashiag wife and daughter Will live. in style though ruin should come - So he goee like a lamb to the slaughter ! But he f eels it the tighter every day - That terrible debtor's collar ! Oh, what would he give could he say with us, That he owed no man a dollar ! You seemed amazed - but 111 tell you more, Within two houre I met him, Sncalnng away with a frightened air As if a fiend had beset him ; Yet he fled from a very worthy man, Whom I met with the greatest plcasure- Whoni I called by name, aud forcedto stop, Though he said he was not at leisure. He held my laxt note I so I held him faet I Till he freed my neck from the collar ; Then I shook hia hand as I proudly eaid, " Now I owe no man a dollar !" Ah ! now you smile, for you feel the forcé Of tbo truths I've been repeating ; I know that a downright honeet heart ín that gentle breaBt was beating I To-morrow I'U rise with a giant'a atrength, To follow my daily labor ; But ere we sleep let us hurably pray For our wretched next-door neighbor ; And well pray for the timo wheii all shall be free From the weight of the debtor's collar- When tho poorest will lift his voice and cry, " Now I owe no man a dollar !"