This year’s traffic, shopping and other business receipts show a marked increase on those of last year, and a general improvement is apparent everywhere.

Long faces, hangin’ lips an’ eyes without a smile,
   Meegrims an’ mulligrubs, mournfulness an’ moans,
Faith in the future gone to glory for the while --
   I’ve seen it all a score o’ times (said old George Jones).
I seen it all a year ago, if you will but recall:
   I scoffed at it an’ laughed at it while you was sittin’ mum,
An’ now a little twelve months has gone an’ changed it all
   Hard times is heavy, but the good times come.

See-saw, up an’ down, life’s like that,
   Tho’ memories is short like, an’ men don’t heed;
But have a bit of grey stuff beneath yer ole brown hat
   An’ sit a while an’ think a bit -- that’s what men need.
Think a bit of yesterday an’ what you used to be --
   Peerin’ in the future with a sick, sad eye.
Well, here’s a bit of future, it ain’t such misery;
   An’ there’s heaps more a’comin’ in the sweet by-an’-by.

Hard times is heavy, but the good times come --
   See-saw, up an’ down, life’s like that.
I told you so a-yesterday when you was sittin’ mum;
   I’m tellin’ you again today when times grow fat.
So, what’s the use of playin’ at the pessimistic trade --
   Meegrims an’ mulligrubs, mournfulness an’ moans?
Faith in the future, it has never been betrayed,
   I’ve proved it all a score o’ times (said old George Jones).

"Den"
Herald, 28 December 1934, p6