Page:The Road to Wellville (1926).djvu/3

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From the painting by Myron Perley

You who envy the rosy cheek and sparkling eye, who arise each morning weary and unrefreshed, who go to meet the daily task with fagged brain and unwilling tread, lift up your eyes and see the spires of Wellville shining in the sun.