This section is from the book "Hill's Manual Of Social And Business Forms: A Guide To Correct Writing", by Thos. E. Hill. Also available from Amazon: Hill's Manual Of Social And Business Forms: The How-To-Do-Everything Book Of Victorian America.
BY MRS. SUSAN TEALL PERRY.
TWO little pairs of boots, to-night, Before the fire are drying; Two little pairs of tired feet In a trundle bed are lying; The tracks they left upon the floor Make me feel like sighing.
Those little boots with copper toes!
They run the livelong day; And oftentimes I almost wish
They were miles away; So tired am I to hear so oft
Their heavy tramp at play.
They walk about the new-ploughed ground
Where mud in plenty lies; They roll it up in marbles round,
They bake it into pies, And then, at night upon the floor,
In every shape it dries!
To-day I was disposed to scold,
But when I look to-night At those little boots before the fire.
With copper toes so bright, I think how sad my heart would be To put them out of sight.
For in a trunk up stairs I've laid Two socks of white and blue:
If called to put those boots away, Oh God, what should I do?
I mourn that there are not to-night Three pairs instead of two.
I mourn because I thought how nice
My neighbor 'cross the way, Could keep her carpets all the year
From getting worn or gray; Yet well I know she'd smile to own
Some little boots to-day.
We mothers weary get, and worn,
Over our load of care; But how we speak to these little ones
Let each of us beware; For what would our fireside be tonight,
If no little boots were there?
"had been heaping field and highway with a silence deep and white."