And Oh 'Tis True! 'Tis True!

"You paid too much! You paid too much!"
My careful mother said
When I came dancing home from town
With a pointed gown of red.

"And now you go without your soup
And half a cup of tea!"
Though I was hungry for a month
It was the gown for me.

My mother scolded that I loved
The gown I starved to buy
And not the seven gowns she'd bought^___
She saw no reason why.

There were a dozen village lads
That would have married me
But my heart breaks all night for Jim
Who stole and had to flee.

With them I'd own a little cot
And be an honest wife
And not this sorry sorry thing
To suffer all my life.

"You pay too much! You pay too much!"
My careful mother said
And she would never go in debt
For a pointed gown of red.

^__Margaret E. Haughawout.

Sheep's Clothing
Margaret E. Haughawout
Page 27
(Pittsburg, Kansas: __. 1929)