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A CRADLE SONG FOR FATHERS.

Hush, my baby don't you cry ; Mamma's ooming by and by. Sho has gone B-shopping dear, Do not cry, for papa's here. Mamma's just gone down tho Btreet ; Gone to match a ribbon, sweet, Shopping days are dreadful days ; Mamma hatea'em (so she says). Ladies do not like to shop ; They at home would rather stop. And they're alwayƟ grieved, I know, Whon they must a-shopping go. Do not fret, my little ono ; She'll return by Bet of sun. (So it is to be supposed) For the shops will then be oloaad.

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A CRADLE SONG FOR FATHERS., Ashburton Guardian, Volume VII, Issue 2010, 11 December 1888

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A CRADLE SONG FOR FATHERS. Ashburton Guardian, Volume VII, Issue 2010, 11 December 1888

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