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BABY S STOCKING.

Baby’s dainty little stocking Hangs upon her swinging eot, Darling mother’s wishes' mocking. And the gifts that she had brought. For so small it is that never Gift could find a place inside; Was there doting mother ever So distressed at Christmas tide? Baby’s eyes are closed and dreaming Of the gentle mother face; Baby’s hands are clasped and seeming Interlocked in some embrace. Baby’s lips are softly smiling, And the Rubicon of youth She has passed, for, lo! beguiling a Mother’s kisses, peeps a tooth. Naught for gifts is baby caring. Santa Claus has many a gem; But, God’s love and mother’s sharing, Baby has no heed for them.

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Gisborne Times, Volume XXXIII, Issue 3711, 21 December 1912, Page 23

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BABY S STOCKING. Gisborne Times, Volume XXXIII, Issue 3711, 21 December 1912, Page 23

BABY S STOCKING. Gisborne Times, Volume XXXIII, Issue 3711, 21 December 1912, Page 23