But I know that her belief IV Just a trifle lonesome she, Who would keep her to the end. Ꮴ I have seen her rub and scrub VI Human hopes and human creeds Have their root in human needs, And I should not wish to strip From that washerwoman's lip Takes too much-something-in her tea." And Mrs. J. To Mrs. K. That night was overheard to say— But "Mrs. B. took-such and such!" Then Mrs. K. Went straight away And told a friend, the selfsame day, 'Tis sad to think-" Here came a wink "That Mrs. B. was fond of drink.” The friend's disgust Was such, she must Inform a lady, "which she nussed," At half-past three Was "that far gone, she couldn't see!" This lady we Have mentioned, she Gave needlework to Mrs. B., Could scarcely choose But further needlework refuse. Then Mrs. B., As you'll agree, Quite properly-she said, said she, That she would track The scandal back To those who made her look so black. On too much sugar-which you do!" Catholic Times. IT'S A GAY OLD WORLD It's a gay old world when you're gay Or go toiling away It's a sad old world when you're sad. It's a grand old world if you're great For the foolish who prate It's a beautiful world to see Anon. HENRY W. LONGFELLOW'S FUNNIEST POEM Longfellow wrote this funny little poem for Blanch Rosevelt. There was a little girl, she had a little curl Right in the middle of her forehead; And when she was good, she was very, very good, And when she was bad, she was horrid. A WOMAN'S PRAYER O Lord, who knowest every need of mine, Help me to do my work alway Without complaint! O Lord, Thou knowest well how dark the way, Give me a heart, O Lord, strong to endure, Make me unselfish, helpful, true And keep content! Help me to do my woman's share, Sustain me in the daily strife Howe'er it be, it seems to me, Kind hearts are more than coronets, Anon. Tennyson. |