Who Are They ?

Free Lance, Volume XVII, Issue 907, 7 December 1917, Page 6

Who Are They ?

(For. the N,Z. Fr.ee Lance.) She walks with calm, unhurried pace Nor evor tries * To take in fashion's world a place Through flattering lies - Told by the paint on face and lips, " So tliat her beauty may eclipse The rest (as gas does tallow dips), r A plan, not wise. \ She spreads around her, as she goes Along life's road. An air.of kindness, even for foes Who sometimes goad. : And though she be but sweet seventeen She will attempt her legs to screen, than a foot of them are seen), She's not la mode! As parties are not comme il faut In these sad days,She will not pull her blinds down low •Near public ways, And then invite her friends (a score) Xo come, unnoticed to her. door, Where they for hours on bridge will pour • Enraptured gaze. She is not one of those who tries, '' J.o reach some station • ' Stage; but ever plies lo help the nation. Her busy fingers, "day and night, Untiringly, for those who fight mi e l? safe froiri Hunnish might; -Lha.t s her vocation 5 • —Nemo.