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Identifier: stnicholasserial371dodg (find matches)
Title: St. Nicholas (serial)
Year: 1873 (1870s)
Authors: Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905
Subjects: Children's literature
Publisher: (New York : Scribner & Co.)
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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The bread-dish and the student lampWere all in place, with little cramp.They worked as only those could doWho supernatural powers knew.The patches blended like a dream;No puckring of the running seam,No wrinkles where it smooth should lie,No missing of the needles eye,And jabbing at the open airWith random punches here and there,While staring wide and watery eyesThe trying effort magnifies, NO MISSING OF THE NEEDLE S EYE,AND JABBING AT THE OPENAIR. In proper way another batch, Where diamonds, squares, and patterns bright With stars and angles would unite. Each carried out his own design And kept his notions well in line, Till competition brought to view From every head conceptions new: Astronomy was sprinkled there To match the compass and the square; The grazing cow, the gate, the tree, The lighthouse and the tossing sea, The stranded ship on coral bar, The life-boat and the swimming tar,
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T IS TRUE MISTAKES WILL SOMETIMES CRAWL INTO THE HANDIWORK OF ALL. 254 THE BROWNIES QUILTING-BEE Till tears the needle seems to rain Because of pity or of pain. No glasses for those eyes were made That in their sockets freely played, To aid a sight that has begun To make three objects out of one. Ah! in the Brownies face you gaze In vain for signs of closing days; No pills or plasters they require For mystic nerves that never tire! The quilts were made and shook and spread, Till criticized each patch and thread. T is true mistakes will sometimes crawl Into the handiwork of all: The bridge may have too long a span, The building lean away from plan, And even clothes, when closely eyed, May show a droop to injure pride. And even here mistakes were made In spite of art and skill displayed, Some mixing cows and ships together Without regard to waves or weather. But those through whom the blunders crept Received a lecture ere they slept.

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