AN EPITAPH.
Hers lies a poor woman who always was tired, Who lived in a house where help was not hired; Her last words on earth: ' Dear friends, I am going Where washing ain't done, nor sweeping, nor sewing ; But everything there is exact to my wishes, For where they don't eat there's no washing of dishes; I'll be where loud anthems will always be ringing, But having no voice, I'll get clear of the singing; Don't mourn for me now, don't mourn for me never. I'm going to do nothing for ever and ever.'
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Temuka Leader, Issue 2407, 4 October 1892, Page 4
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95AN EPITAPH. Temuka Leader, Issue 2407, 4 October 1892, Page 4
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