﻿WEAR YOU WELL 
 
WEAR YOU WELL? 
At times the welfare of the people is a very thin shell “affair”—shell fate—much resembling cell fare. 
To put it mildly, it is fell fare compared to the succulent jell-fare of the parasites. And I fear, lest the slaves organize, that their welfare means knell-fare—for, even now, the dumbest of critics call it hell-fare. Fare thee well. 
—T-b. S. 
P. S.—It gets my goat when people who can’t tell fare from a sows-ear yell “fair,” leaving the impression that here and there slaves dwell fair, or on swell fare—just as if they were getting something that’s good enough for ‘em. 
Nothing but the beet is bad!