86 KIPLING'S SUSSEX
and only one letter differentiates the word' health ' from ' wealth.' The things themselves are even more closely related. Every time you get out into the sun and wind and laugh and drink old ale, you are absorbing potential wealth into your being."
Balger : " What you say is true. Moreover, one of the true sons of Rye, John Fletcher, gave us this thought in majestic rhyme :
" Drink to-day and drown all sorrow, You shall perhaps not do it to-morrow : Best, while you have it, use your breath : There is no drinking after death.
Then let us swill, boys, for our health, Who drinks well, loves the commonwealth. And he that will to bed go sober Falls with the leaf still in October."
The Tramp : " Why, I can sing a song in that style."
(In a very full and decisive manner he gave us that indefensible glee roared out for generations by Sussex rustics) :
" He who goes to bed, and goes to bed sober, Falls as the leaves do, and dies in October : But he who goes to bed, and goes to bed mellow, Lives as he ought to do, and dies an honest fellow."