DOROTHY’S STORY.

Hawera Star, Volume XLV, 7 November 1925, Page 20

DOROTHY’S STORY.

L was alwavs good at my tables, At least,‘so teacher thought; But I never could think of seven times nine. Just at the times that I ought.

it seemed such a silly sort of thing, And made me feel quite sad, Yet whenever it came to seven time; nine I was always just as bad.

At last, “I’ll tell you what to do,” Sister said one day to me; “You’ll remember without any trouble at all If you call your doll Sixty-three.”

So I called her my dear little Sixty three, Though it did seem quite a shame To call such a perfectly lovely child Such a horrid sort of name.

But soon I had it quite by heart, And was as sure as sure could be > I should ucver have any trouble again In remembering sixty-three.

So the next day when Marjorie Grace field, Who always looks so proud, Said seven times nine was fifty-four 1 almost laughed aloud.

But I felt quite sorry when teacher said: ‘ ‘ Now, Dorothy, can you tell ? ” I/or I thought of my doll, and what do _ you think? I answered “Daisy Bell!” —Florence Hope.