OLD LADIES
Without old ladies ivhat a sorry place—a sorry, stupid place the ivorld would be. To me, old ladies seem like fragrant lace, enriching life and grace and mystery, l.ilce Dresden china do old ladies seem, delicate to touch and lovely to behold; vessels that harbour many a precious dream, songs sweetly sung, and stories gen'.ly fold. Watching old ladies as they sit and think, or talk of things they, love in a:,cents low, each seems to me a rare and wondrous link that joins to-day with days of long ago. And if you ask then this be my desire: to know old ladies; sit with them at dusk, and watch their faces, roseflushed, by the /ire, and think of lace and lavender and musk! And hear them tell of days when they were young, for memories draw nigh when daylight goes. Old ladles arc so gtntly ulsc of tongue; they make one think of lacc and musk and rosel —Wilhelmina Stitch.
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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXX, Issue 21478, 29 April 1933, Page 6 (Supplement)
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163OLD LADIES New Zealand Herald, Volume LXX, Issue 21478, 29 April 1933, Page 6 (Supplement)
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