From the Rock Island Argus, June 19, 1913. By Henry Howland. Our troubles have increased of late; Alas, how problems vex us; It seems as if a stubborn fate Delighted to perplex us. We fondly wished our son to be A man of deepest knowledge; For years we’ve struggled patiently To pay his way through college. We’ve watched his progress with a pride That fully has repaid us For all the luxuries denied And all the care he’s made us. But by a problem hard and grim We are at present weighted; We don’t know what to do with him Since Willie’s graduated.