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Mount Ida Chronicle, Volume VI, Issue 316, 19 March 1875, Page 4

- FATHER, STOP HO MR I llenpeclfulli/ dedicated to the 1.0. Q.T.,of the s . A.i'k, of Safety Xodi/e, Nctseby. Fattier, dear father, coino home with me, pray, Yoil never atop home with its now ; ■Tia always the "Lodge" or " Lodge business," yon say, That will not home pleasures allow. .Poor mother says temperance is all very well, And your efforts would yield her delight, If they did not take up quite so much of your time, And heep yovt from home evert/ night. Chorus—■ Hear the sweet voice of the child, All you Good Templar fathers who roam; Oh, who could resist that most plaintive of > prayers, Please, father, dear father, come home! ; Father, doai;..father,- atop .home with us, pray,. > * .• .. > . r-r Poor mother's deserted, she said, -i And she wept v.o'er your-absence one 1 night , till away . From ourdiomo to your >" Lodge Room " I . sped. , . , ; A man with a red collar came up and .smiled, And pattecViMyjclieeka, cold tlnd blue, | And I told him that I was a Good Templar's child, And waiting, dear* father, for you I Father,' dear father, come home with me now, You left us before half-past seven, . Don't say you'll come " soon, with a frown on your brow, 'Twill soon, father dear, be eleven! Your supper is cold, for the lire is quite dead, And mother her bed is gono to, - And these were tho very last words that she said, — • " I hate those Good Templars, I do ?"'• —'Punch.'