It takes the bread
That woman makes,
To sustain the man
That God made.
But the bread
That some women make.
Would not sustain any man
That God ever made.
In the same contest a little woman with a baby in her arms rose to read and in a gracious manner worthy of a Frenchwoman said, “This is my favorite lesson,” and read the author’s letter to the pupils of the moonlight schools:
Frankfort, Ky.
Nov. 5, 1915.