Tag Archive for: J W Foley

The Family Reading-Table

The Family Reading-Table 3444 Father's busy roading of "The Graft That's All About": Mother's wondering when the next magazine comes out; Aunty hasn't finished with "The Lifting of the r Lid," Little Johnny's busy with "The Life of Captain…

After The Years

After the Years 4102 When you went back to the old home place had the mountain become a hill? Had the raging river your boyhood knew shrunk down to a peaceful rill? Were the monster trees in the old front yard but half of their former size? Was…

Song Of Summer Days

Song Of Summer Days 2087 Sing a song of hollow logs, Chirp of cricket, croak of frogs, Cry of wild birds, hum of bees, Dancing leaves and whisp'ring trees; Legs all bare and dusty toes, Ruddy cheeks and freckled nose, Splash of brook…

Reassured

REASSURED 3901 In days of good King Theodore strange things did come to pass For puissant senators grow mild, like little boys at class; And at King Theodore's command would leap head first through rings, Sit up and beg play dead, and do…

The Need Of The Hour

The Need of the Hour 502 Now Molly scrubs the kitchen clean And fumigates the food, She germicides the soup tureen And also boils the wood; And ere she goes, at twilight cool, To do the milking now, She boils her hands, the milking stool,…

An Old- Fashion Girl

An Old- Fashion Girl 5821 Just an old-fashioned girl, of the kind that you know When your mothersat up to mend stockings for you With a ball of red yarn and a bag full of hose And a goose-eggish thing that slipped down in the toos Just an…

The Menace Of Reform

THE MENACE OF REFORM 4471 When the plaints of the reformers bring about the childless flat, When the women of the future deign to wear the birdless hat, When the magazines, muck-rakelens, tell about the germtess beef, When the Fourth is wholly…

The Despairing Muse

THE DESPAIRING MUSE 3596 Somebody has stolen the old garden | gate, The millwheel has gone to decay The old oaken bucket is missing of late, It must have been taken away The little red school house is wreck- ed and torn down, Neglected its…

The Consumer’s Turn

The Consumer's Turn 4675 For all these years I've suffered, but My turn has come at last; They stare at me in envy from The jails when I go past I may have suffered from them, but I hold no angry hate, For vengeance comes to those of us…