The Home Circle
[Conducted bt LINDA.]
MY MENDING BASKET.
Tt is made of the stoutest of willow; It is deep and capacious and wide; Yet the Gulf Stream that flows through its borders ~ , Seems always to stand at flood tide. And the garments lie heaped on each other; I look at them often and sigh, Shall I ever be able to grapple With a pile that has grown two feet high . There’s a top layer, always, of stockings ; These arrive and depart every day ; And the things that are playing “ buttonbutton ” Also leave without any delay. But ah, underneath there are strata Buried deep as the earth’s eocene ! Things put there the first of the autumn, Still there when the trees ha e grown green J There are things to be ripped and made over : There are things that gave out in their prime! There are intricate tasks all awaiting One magical hour of “ spare time.” "Will it -come ? Shall I ever possess it ? I start with fresh hope every day. Xike a will-’o-the-wisp it allures me ; Dike a will-’o-the-wisp it fades away. Bor the basket has never been empty, During all of its burdened career, But once, for a few fleeting moments, When the baby upset it, last year. —Harper’s Bazaar.
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Southern Cross, Volume 2, Issue 26, 22 September 1894, Page 11
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212The Home Circle Southern Cross, Volume 2, Issue 26, 22 September 1894, Page 11
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