SELECT POETRY.

Marlborough Daily Times, Volume II, Issue 138, 16 July 1880, Page 1 (Supplement)

SELECT POETRY.

MINE SCHILDHOOB. Der Bchiltren dliey vas poot in ped, All tucked oup for der nighdt; I dake3 mine pipe der mantel off, Und by der fireside pright I dinks aboudt vhen I vas young— Off moder, who vas tead, Uno how at nighdt—like I do Hans—- . She tucked me oup to ped, I inindt me off mine fader too, Und how he yooat to say, ‘ Poor poy, you haf a hardt oldt row To hoe, und leetle blay !’ I find me oudt dot id vas drue Vot mine old fader said, Vhile smoodhing down mine flaxen hair Und tucking me in ped. Der oldt folks ! Id vas like a dhreain To speak oft’dhein like dot. Gretehen und I vas ‘oldt folks’ now, Und haf two schiltren got. Ye loves dhem more as nefer vas, Each leedla curly head, Und efry nighdt ve dakes dhem oup Utid tucks dhem in dlieir ped. Budt (1 hen, somedimes, vhen I feels plue, Und all dings lonesome seem, I vish I vas dot poy again, Und dis vas all a dhream. I vant to kiss mine moder vonce. Und vhen mine brayer vas said, To haf mine fader dake me oup Und tuck me in mine ped. —‘Harper’s Monthly’ for May.