As men have stood at curbs or in tabernacles or Army recreation halls and lustily wailed,
Throw out the life line, Throw out the life line, Someone is drifting away. Throw out the life line, Throw out the life line, Someone is sinking today; then found themselves refreshed in body with the chest exercise and in soul with the sentiment, they would wonder about famed Mr. Anonymous, the author so far as they knew. Last week the Boston Globe disclosed the man, pushed him to the fore, named him as the...
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