THE
Alaska Fisherman
VOL. 6. NO. 2 M i*CH, 1929. 20c. PER COI V
They say the world is round—and yet
I often think it square;
So many little hurts we get
From corners here and there.
But there’s one truth in life, I’ve found
V/hile journeying east and west—
The only folks we really wound
Are those we love the best.
We flatter those we scarcely know
We please the fleeting guest
And deal full many a thoughtless blow
To chose we love the best.