Honest John Thompkins

One honest John Thompkins, a hedger and ditcher,
Although he was poor did not care to be richer;
For all such vain wishes in him were prevented
By the fortunate habit of being contented.

Though cold was the weather, or dear was the food,
John never was found in a murmuring mood,
For this he was often heard to declare.
What he could not prevent he would patiently hear.

For why should I grumble and murmur, he said,
If I cannot get meat I can surely get bread.
Fretting would make my calamities deeper,
And never cause bread and cheese to be cheeper.

If John was afflicted with sickness or pain,
He wished himself better but did not complain,
Nor lie down and fret to despondence and sorrow,
But said that he hoped to be better tomorrow.

If any one wronged him or treated him ill.
Why, John was good-natured and sociable still
For he said that revenging the injury done
Was making two rogues when there need be but one.

And so honest John, though his station was humble,
Passed through this fine world without even a grumble,
And I wish that some folks who are wiser and richer,
Would copy John Thompkins, the hedger and ditcher.

Sent in by Mrs A.W.B., Plainville, Mass


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