Select Poetry.

Hawke's Bay Weekly Times, Volume 2, Issue 76, 15 June 1868, Page 143

Select Poetry.

-U- 14X1TUB XBOTftft; *'-' ■ ~ '■- J 2j89 r, H0.; wumld-be' mother ? . . vIKV Not.a moment’s peace 1 j .■ Cares succeed each’ other; Troubles never cease. Tou call them fancies—- • , . : < Ton. papa! may laugh—- ; r. Take my place'or Nancy’s i- 4 / Por aday-ior half; . ’. y Ton’Tonow nought of sitting ’ - ,-v ■;■ Mendinsrlittle frocks, .1 ; You. know nought of knitting '•" • Heaps-of pairs of socks. : i Yon taste aU the pleasures, ~;,,. .; You’re the source of joys, Youbrlng all thetreasurea, :, Sugar plums and.toys; youdon’t do the scolding ’ You don’t hear the frets■ You are spared beholding ' Pranks, and pouts, and pets • : :You don’t give. the powder, ’ . You don’t hear the cry ' As it waxes louder,- ’ O: And the face grows wry. Dressed at, morning neatly, _ Trotty’a carried down dust to kiss you sweetly, Ere you start for town. Next, all smile and dimple, .Sash and spotless skirt, r Trotty, sly and simple, , -Enters with desert. . . Brisk as her canary,' _• Perches on your knee: Boguish-looking fairy! ■Who so proud as she ? Cheeks like ripened peaches, Shoulders plump and fair, Mouth that lisps soft speeches, Bings of hazel hair. - Nyes like sapphires gleaming, "Wistfully and merry, Sideway-glances, scheming For a cake or cherry. “ Good as gold!” no wonder! Humoured, coaxed, and fed; Pocket full of plunder, „•Trotty trots to bed. ; Nought to check or foil her, " 1 Best of tiny queens 1 .? Ah,papa! you.spoil her, .Look behind the scenes!

Morning—l amdressing; Dark November day; Hark!. a scream distressing Sounds' across the way. Down, go locks I’m brushing— Brushes on the floor— Out, half-clad, Pm rushing To the nursery door. ** Nancy, what’s the matter?” ** Nothing, mom l” I’m told • « Miss is cross, look at her! * ’Cause the water's coldP Day outside looks rawly, is thick as glue, Weather looking squally— Trotty squally too! ~ Back I trudge, my fingers Nipping with, the frost; Long my toilet lingers— Everything is lost!

Breakfast safely over,. *' You putonyour boots—; Leaving me “in clover • ' To my home pursuits!" ” Clover’.’’ How man settles * Our affairs, fomooth! Had he talked of nettle*, , . . ’Twould been nearer truth! Down I sit to patching—- ■ Nurse upstairs at work— Trotty, mischief hatching, , Squatting like a Turk! - Playthings rouDd her scattered—- . .. Things that squeak and bark! Creatures maimed and battered ; ; Out of “ Noah's ark.” ( Battledofres she drums on, ' p - With a face like Puck’s; . .Noisy,things she strums on, Painted'ones she sucks 1 • ; .... Asking-questions puzzling, . . Twenty in a breath; . Now the kitten muzzling, . , Hugging it to death! . Leave my. chair a minute Just When.some one knocks— Trotty clambers in it, Biummaging my box. . ' Back I hurry grumbling, Bisking sprains and falls, ! -Intowagous tumbling, Slipping over balls. What is Trotty doingP - rQuiet tax too longl . Mischiofmust be brewing—- , Somethinggoiiig wrong. ; - : AP/my work is stopping— V .Lost my sdssors.big— Trotty haß thein. cropping . , ; -Dolly’s flaxen wig! DoorlCftopen'Blightly—- - su *-vtGracious.liiwhat a row! - { Trotty’s slipped outlightly— What’s the now ? '•' v ; Up l start— , f W ; here’s Trotty ?” Sprawling on the mat 1 i'-Ji. Swollen eyes; brow knotty, .. , iT : , Dolly mangled flat!- ' -What doBB it bet6ken! , : V «; j- Trotty tripped-her toes ; ~ Trotty’a heart is broken 1 * So'is-Dolly’snbse! r . “ Naughty girlfor straying!” . “Blessus 1 whata shriek! Can’t hear what I’m Saying—- . > Dear! she’s cut her cheek! ;Here*s a fresh disaster ! r ■ ' • r ; i - Here are mother’a cares!' - .< ■ . Nancy! fetch some plaster—- ' " Take the child upstairs!”

Al»,papaKyu’U riieit!v : ? - r,,-,** ~ -..v: And you know-you do it ! ■ i ; r '‘ l ‘ Tea! youspoil that child. r