Her Peculiarities.
The Question of the Learned Man.
How doth the little blushing maid
Employ each shining hour?
Doth she, in sober thought arrayed,
Learn knowledge that is power?
Say, doth she mend her father's socks,
And cook his evening meal?
And doth she make her own sweet frocks
With adolescent zeal?
The Reply of the Observant Youth.
Not much; not much. She knows it all;
She doth not need to learn.
She thinks of naught but rout or ball,
And which youth will be her'n.
She hustles for a diamond ring;
She cares not for her dad.
She does not make him anything,—
Except, she makes him mad.