HER SHOPPING.
Tramp, tramp, tramp! With the morning clocks at ten. She skimmed the street with footsteps fleet. And hustled the timid men. Tramp, tramp, tramp ! She entered the busy stores, And with echoing tread the dance she led All over the crowded floors. She charged the throne where the bargains were, And everybody made way for her: Wherever she saw a painted sign She made for that spot a prompt bee-line. Whatever was ©ld, or whatever was new, She had it down and she looked it through. Whatever it was that caught her eye She’d stop and price and pretend to buy: But ’twas either too bad, too common or good, So she did, and she wouldn’t, and didn’t and would. And round the counter and up the stairs, In attic and basement and everywheres, The salesmen fainted and cashboys dropped, But still she shopped, and shopped, and shopped. Bike a winding toy with a key that’s wound, She’d weave and wriggle and twist about, One way in and another way out, Till men grew giddy to see her go ; And by and by when the lights burnt low Homeward she dragged her weary way, And had sent home the spoils of the day — A spool of silk, and a hank of thread — Bight hours —threepence —and a dame half dead.
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Southern Cross, Volume 2, Issue 16, 21 July 1894, Page 3
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222HER SHOPPING. Southern Cross, Volume 2, Issue 16, 21 July 1894, Page 3
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