HOW SHE VOTED.

Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXV, Issue 297, 14 December 1914, Page 6

HOW SHE VOTED.

She dazzled ev’ry officer Within the voting place, So wondrous was the style of her, So beautiful her face.

The clerks and others gazed at her lu rapture one might say; But all "were quite amazed at her Before she went away.

Her name she didn’t care to tell To men she’d never met; They might be nice enough, hut—well, Xot her exclusive set!

And when at last the name they got, She wouldn’t write it down, The horrid pen, she’d touch it not! The ink might soil her gown.

The law’s a thing that now and then Will no evasion stand; Our votress used the proffered pen With gloved and dainty hand.

The clerks and others gazed at her In rapture, one might say; But all were quite amazed at her Before she wont away.

The ballot-box in mild disdain She took, but still with grace— Her scorn of voting rules mad© plain She sought the curtained space.

Long loit’ring there, the names rh road; She read them o’er and o’er. They much perplexed that lovely head The amendment list still more!

At length, emerging from the stall, Her ballot left behind, She said she wouldn’t vote at all— She’s simply changed her mind.

The clerks and others gazed at her lit rapture, one might say; And all were quite amazed at her As thus she tripped away. —Thomas Nunan, in the Ran Fran cisco “Examiner.”