H. C. Pitz

[Pg 25]

[Pg 25]

Now there's another in my place

Who stands where once I stood.

And watches with an upturned face

And waits for "something good."

And as she hands him spoon and plate

I chuckle low and wish

That I might be allowed to wait

To scrape the frosting dish.

[Pg 26]

[Pg 26]

PLAY THE GAME

When the umpire calls you out,

It's no use to stamp and shout,

Wildly kicking dust about—

Play the game!

And though his decision may

End your chances for the day,

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