Little Old-fashioned.
As prim as a lily in some quiet nook, She sits by herself, with her slate or lior book, And hears with an air patronisingly gay The voices of othor sweet children at play, Dcmuroly she sighs, by which you infer That such rompinp and merriment are not for her. But someone's heart whispers that she is her pearl, Her little home-body, her old-fashioned girl. She "plays tea" alone by her sofa or chair, Rocks baby to sleop with a matronly air, Then sews by the cradle. With glasses on, she A pocket edition of granny would be. When mother looks careworn, ah 1 quickly she sees, And knows how a few soothing lovo words will please; Then in that dear lap lays each soft, shining curl; She mother's own comfort, her old-fashioned girl. When twilight has mellowed tho loud play-time din, She quietly asks "Are the children all in?" Or, watching the gate, when a footstep comes near, She whispera: " That's father; I'm so glad he's hore." The youngest of shoulders, the oldest of heads ! Docb anyono know a wee darling who sheds A joy and a sunshine, 'mid life's tireloss whirl, Like mother's home-body, her old-fashipned girl? * Harper's Young People,'
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Evening Star, Issue 7484, 31 March 1888, Page 2 (Supplement)
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204Little Old-fashioned. Evening Star, Issue 7484, 31 March 1888, Page 2 (Supplement)
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