THY HOSIERY.
The. time I've spent on these here socks Is like* a thousand years to me. Dear lad, how do they iook to thee*? Thy h. siery. thy hosiery. Oh, maddening stitches, plain and purl. How oft they've made my poor head whirl Kor men must fight—but I'm a girl. And so I'm knitting socks for thee My mother taught me* how to knit. I hope* with all my henrt they At If not as socks well, as a mitt. Or pass »hem on, thy hosiery
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White Ribbon, Volume 26, Issue 304, 18 October 1920, Page 3
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87THY HOSIERY. White Ribbon, Volume 26, Issue 304, 18 October 1920, Page 3
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