The L'anse Sentinel

FOR YOUNG PEOPLE

A SAD EXPERIENCE

I've lost my faith in doctors,
Because, oh! don't you know,
My oldest dolly went insane
Not very long ago.

I called the dollies' doctor
And put her right to bed:
He quite agreed with me at once-
She'd surely lost her head!

"Don't grieve, my dearest madam,"
He said so cheerily.
"I'm sure that I can cure her:
Just wait and you shall see."

He called for cloth and liniment-
('Twas glue, would you surmise?)
And I took heart directly.
He looked so very wise.

He fixed her head, poor darling,
And gently laid her down,
And drew the covers 'round her
And hastened back to town.

I cared for her and 'mused her
In ever-so-many ways,
For of course she could not leave her bed
For nearly two whole days.

And then, oh! how deceiving:
She seemed to be quite well.
But the trouble I discovered-
How can I bear to tell!

I found, first time I took her
To put on her new gown,
That while her face looked up the street
Her toes were pointing down.

So I've lost my faith in doctors
And a dreadful lesson learned:
For don't you see, she's crazy still
Because her head is turned!

-Julia D. Cowles, in Housekeeper.