And this poor child must never be allow'd
With them to dine, but at her chair must stand,
Just like a footboy to obey command.
Her daughter, she must at the table sit,
And pick and cut the best of meat;
Besides a waiting maid, too, miss must have,
While the poor boy is made a drudge to slave.
Altho' he was neglected, so we find,
Yet fortune unto him did prove so kind;
His own dear mother's brother died, we hear,