To make them drunk again !" The father looked at Norah, And Norah looked at him ; The child was too keen-sighted, The father's eyes too dim ! Awhile he stroked his whiskers, Then, musingly, he said — " 'Tis time that little maidens Should all be safe...
The brooklet reciter: for temperance societies and bands of hope - Page 4
by Harriet A. Glazebrook - 1883 - 176 pages
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