MARY’S LAMB.

Star (Christchurch), Issue 19842, 10 January 1920, Page 8

MARY’S LAMB.

(By WAUT MASON.) When Mary had her little lamb, existence was a joke; then people lived on pie and jam, and weren’t always broke. The prices then were not so steep as those our markets quote, and so a girl could hare a sheep, a warthog or a goat. If Maryhad a lamb to-day, and wished to feed the same, and went to buy a bale of bay, she'd find the price a shame. And she would cry, “Oh, mutton dear, the prices freeze ray blood; if you can’t live on at raosphore, methinka your name is Mud. I gnash my teeth and mourn and weep to see you go away; but J must have i wooden sheep, that doesn’t bleat, for hay.” When Alary had her little lamb you’d buy a herd of swine, for what you now pay for a hajn, that’s mostly hone aud brine. Then little girls could have their lambs, to trail along behind, and bobcats, crocodiles and clams, and pete of every kind. And they could have their polar bears and wolves, and snakes galore, ami build them neat and cosy lairs beneath the kitchen floor. But now a <drl would got in wr.ng, if who with r*ts should fool; and Mary takes no lamb along, when she prooeoda to school.