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Show T WHN MOTHER SITS DOWN BY THE FIRE. Oh, the five o'clock chime brings the coziest time That is found in the whole of the day. When Larry and Gus, and the others of us. Come in from our study and play: When we push the big chair to the hearth over there, : And pile the wood higher and higer, .And we make' her a space in the very best place And mother sits down by the fire. .There's a great deal to say at the close of the day, And so much to talk over with mother; There's a comical sight of a horrible plight, Or a ball game, or eomethtng or other. And she'll laugh with Larry or sigh with Harry, .' And smile .to our heart's desire At a triumph won or a task well done When sitting down there by the fire. Then little she'll care for the clothes hat we-tear, Or the havoc we make on her larder; For the toil and strife of our everyday life She will love us a littJ bit harder. Then our lady is she and her knight we would be, .- And her trust doughty deeds will inipire; , For we long then anew to be generous and true-When true-When mother sits down by the fire. |
