The Whole Story

WHEN Jones was sixteen, he was bent

On one day being President.

At twenty-five, Jones thought that he

Content as District Judge would be.

At thirty, he was much elated

When Mayor of Frogtown nominated.

But bootless all the nomination—

His rival Tompkins graced the station.

At forty-five, his dreams had fled;

Hope and Ambition, both were dead.

When from his toils he found release,

He died—a Justice of the Peace.

O youthful heart, so high and bold,

Thus is thy brief, sad story told!