WOMAN’S WO; OR, A TALE OF TAILS.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume V, Issue 40, 4 October 1890, Page 15

WOMAN’S WO; OR, A TALE OF TAILS.

Here are some lines which will certainly meet with the sympathy of many ladies engaged in work which compels them to brave all winds am! weather : — Great Mrs Grundy, mighty Queen, Say. hast thou seen Our woful plight in this atrocious weather? For, elongated at thy will. Our skirts are still As if for summer walks on scented heather. Or on the well-kept floors Of palace rooms and corridors. But. oh ! great Queen. Our city streets are really not so clean. But tilled with sooty and tenacious dirt. Where'er we roam. We bring an ample portion home. Plastered inch-high on every skirt. All brushing is in vain. ‘ Still hideous smears remain. Till the next walk plasters them o'er again. Listen, great Queen ; Why should our ankles not bo seen Covered by boots and hose, while cars and nose We shamelessly expose? Our skirts, well shortened, would be neat ami tit. Didst thou permit— For thine we arc. and thee we still obey. Whate'cr t he champions of our rights may say ; Though votes be granted. Ami ancient limitations be recanted. O’er woman still great Grundy rules for aye. (And not the slightest hope have 1 that one day We shall be free from Mrs Grundy.)

They were discussing masculine fashions, ami Mrs Newlyknot asked : ‘ Bye-the-hve, have you seen the latest thing in spring overcoats ?’ ‘ Yes, indeed,’ returned Mrs I ptodate sadly, ‘ my husband rarely returns home before 3 a.in.’