MORNING TEA MONOLOGUE.

Evening Post, Volume CXV, Issue 81, 6 April 1933, Page 10

MORNING TEA MONOLOGUE.

I seen one of our sect 'as said, When old age comes with shufflia? < tread, /.:■.:,'•• Yon needn't jump up with a start, , If you 'aye loved an' practised,isrt. That sayin' cheered me Up; I knerl1 Whatever else the years could,do They couldn't make a. frump OfSliW According to that recipe. / , I 'aye been "artyv all me lif©-«* Girl, maid-'a'-mother, also wdffl. I 1 loved our pitcher books at ichoo% ! Won drorin* prizes as a. rule, Though I regret to 'aye to sa/ There was no kids' page in my daj^ | Only for that, I might of been ' One with Miss Everleen Everest Greeiy An' Mary Stopes or Ethel Dell ,«< You know, dear, one can't never-'tell, , I've painted pitchers, don't forget, Though I 'aye not been ''-'ang'e'ci** as-yet, ;. \ ■'.■ . . The which may come one day. There one—■ * . . "Mt. Egmont After Dark"—l done Which gave the Lane much cause 'tot, pride, An' other critics, too, beside.. : ' Also, I di&-my Bill in oils, i Entitlin' it, "The Man Who Toils. ** I gave that with a Chrismuss rhyme To hees dear.Ma one Easter-time. . It mightn't be a 'igh-brow job, But framin' it corst fifteen bob. : By such as these,'dear, you must icai I done.my bit in artistry, v An' if that's so, then it is clear. . • Time's 'eavy 'and I durst not fear, Which is a coßi'fpjrt, don't you thinkf. I say—that 'Itler 's gotter kink.