Now Tom has penned a book himself.
I hope he'll never feel compunctions!
Its title is--it's on my shelf--
"Pink Teas and Other Social Functions."
RUTH JONES
I've found the Joneses pleasant folk--
I've watched them all their children fetch up.
Jones loves to have a quiet smoke--
_She's_ famous for tomato catchup.
Ruth is their eldest--now fifteen,
A tallish girl with pleasing features.
Each school-day morn she can be seen
As she trips by to meet her teachers.
A serious-minded miss, you'd say,
Not given much to school-girl follies.
She still sometimes will slip away
To spend a half-hour with her dollies.
She's learned to sweep, to sew, to bake--
She's quite a helpmate to her mother.
On Saturday she loves to take
The go-cart out with little brother.
At writing now she bids for fame--
Her book a great success is reckoned.
"By Right of Flashing Sword," its name,
A strong romance of James the Second.
THE LOST WORD
BY JOHN PAUL
Seated one day at the typewriter,
I was weary of a's and e's,
And my fingers wandered wildly,
Over the consonant keys.
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