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MR. HIRAM W. RICKER OF POLAND SPRING.
 
MR. HIRAM W. RICKER OF POLAND SPRING.
  
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IF H. W. mans the broad-mouthed gun, it's so's to scatter shot;
 
 
F H. W. mans the broad-mouthed ~un, it's so's to scatter shot;
 
 
For over there at Poland, they spread a man a lot;
 
For over there at Poland, they spread a man a lot;
 
He has to fool the Unions, in a most persistent way,
 
He has to fool the Unions, in a most persistent way,
By worldng to the limit, ei~hteen hours to the day.
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By working to the limit, eighteen hours to the day.
 
So the open-featured article that Hiram holds to view
 
So the open-featured article that Hiram holds to view
Is a s),]nbol, as I take it. that he has a lot to do.
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Is a symbol, as I take it, that he has a lot to do.
There's the Water, that he bottles-why! if the very littlest germ
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To, within forty miles of POIUlHl, should industriously squirm,
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There's the Water, that he bottles—why! if the very littlest germ
H. "\V. calls his henchmen: puts the horrid thing to routHis to scout him and to flout him and to sterilize him outSo, with business in the detail and busine~s in the rough,
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To, within forty miles of Poland, should industriously squirm,
H. W. takes the burdt:n and he never cries "enough."
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H. W. calls his henchmen: puts the horrid thing to rout—
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His to scout him and to flout him and to sterilize him out—So, with business in the detail and business in the rough,
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H. W. takes the burden and he never cries "enough."
  
But, not alone at Poland, has fr:end Ricker been of use
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But, not alone at Poland, has friend Ricker been of use
-Tho I don't believe the artist, that he ever killed a moose"State School for Boys," for instance,-he has served, it day by day,
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Tho I don't believe the artist, that he ever killed a moose—
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"State School for Boys," for instance,—he has served, it day by day,
 
With a zeal and honest service that no wage could ever pay;
 
With a zeal and honest service that no wage could ever pay;
While, on the hills of beauteous Hebron, Uuine's Sanatorium thrives
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While, on the hills of beauteous Hebron, Maine's Sanatorium thrives
Where he's ~'iven yeru's of service to the savin,!!; of our lives.
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Where he's given years of service to the saving of our lives.
I l{now he'll read the riot-act for what I've written now
 
But I'll ~o him one thing further, if I have to stand a row;
 
And I'll say that, for pure kindness. and the art of doing thin~s,
 
He ranl.:s with all the Rickers who enterta.in like ldngs,
 
And with all the other virtues. which the verse succinctly tells,
 
He has the family-art consummate-the running of hotels.
 
  
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I know he'll read the riot-act for what I've written now
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But I'll go him one thing further, if I have to stand a row;
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And I'll say that, for pure kindness, and the art of doing things,
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He ranks with all the Rickers who entertain like kings,
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And with all the other virtues, which the verse succinctly tells,
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He has the family-art consummate—the running of hotels.

Revision as of 00:19, 22 March 2017

MR. HIRAM W. RICKER OF POLAND SPRING.

IF H. W. mans the broad-mouthed gun, it's so's to scatter shot; For over there at Poland, they spread a man a lot; He has to fool the Unions, in a most persistent way, By working to the limit, eighteen hours to the day. So the open-featured article that Hiram holds to view Is a symbol, as I take it, that he has a lot to do.

There's the Water, that he bottles—why! if the very littlest germ To, within forty miles of Poland, should industriously squirm, H. W. calls his henchmen: puts the horrid thing to rout— His to scout him and to flout him and to sterilize him out—So, with business in the detail and business in the rough, H. W. takes the burden and he never cries "enough."

But, not alone at Poland, has friend Ricker been of use Tho I don't believe the artist, that he ever killed a moose— "State School for Boys," for instance,—he has served, it day by day, With a zeal and honest service that no wage could ever pay; While, on the hills of beauteous Hebron, Maine's Sanatorium thrives Where he's given years of service to the saving of our lives.

I know he'll read the riot-act for what I've written now But I'll go him one thing further, if I have to stand a row; And I'll say that, for pure kindness, and the art of doing things, He ranks with all the Rickers who entertain like kings, And with all the other virtues, which the verse succinctly tells, He has the family-art consummate—the running of hotels.