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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=416662" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Jim</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was jes a plain ever'-day, all-round kind of a jour.,<br>Consumpted-Iookin'-- but la!<br>The jokeiest, wittiest, story-tellin', song-singin', laughin'est, jolliest<br>Feller you ever saw!<br>Worked at jes coarse work, but you kin bet he was fine enough in his talk,<br>And his feelin's too!<br>Lordy! Ef he was on'y back on his bench ag'in to-day, a- carryin' on<br>Like he ust to do!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Any shopmate'll tell you there never was, on top o' dirt,<br>A better feller'n Jim!<br>You want a favor, and couldn't git it anywheres else--<br>You could git it o' him!<br>Most free-heartedest man thataway in the world, I guess!<br>Give up ever' nickel he's worth--<br>And ef you'd a-wanted it, and named it to him, and it was his,<br>He'd a-give you the earth!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Allus a reachin' out, Jim was, and a-he'ppin' some<br>Pore feller onto his feet--<br>He'd a-never a-keered how hungry he was hisse'f,<br>So's the feller got somepin' to eat!<br>Didn't make no differ'nce at all to him how he was dressed,<br>He ust to say to me--,<br>'You togg out a tramp purty comfortable in winter-time, a huntin' a job,<br>And he'll git along!' says he.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Jim didn't have, ner never could git ahead, so overly much<br>O' this world's goods at a time--.<br>'Fore now I've saw him, more'n onc't, lend a dollar, and haf to, more'n<br>likely,<br>Turn round and borry a dime!<br>Mebby laugh and joke about it hisse'f fer awhile-- then jerk his coat,<br>And kindo' square his chin,<br>Tie on his apern, and squat hisse'f on his old shoe-bench,<br>And go to peggin' ag'in!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Patientest feller too, I reckon, 'at ever jes natchurly<br>Coughed hisse'f to death!<br>Long enough after his voice was lost he'd laugh in a whisper and say<br>He could git ever'thing but his breath--<br>'You fellers,' he'd sorto' twinkle his eyes and say,<br>'Is a-pilin' onto me<br>A mighty big debt fer that-air little weak-chested ghost o' mine to pack<br>Through all Eternity!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now there was a man 'at jes 'peared-like, to me,<br>'At ortn't a-never a-died!<br>'But death hain't a-showin' no favors,' the old boss said--<br>'On'y to Jim!' and cried:<br>And Wigger, who puts up the best sewed-work in the shop--<br>Er the whole blame neighborhood--,<br>He says, 'When God made Jim, I bet you He didn't do anything else that day<br>But jes set around and feel good!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=James+Whitcomb+Riley">James Whitcomb Riley</a><div class=q>
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