Here lies an old woman who always was tired,
For she lived in a house where help wasn’t hired.
Her last words on earth were: “Good-by, friends, I’m going
To where there’s no scrubbing and baking and sewing.
And everything there will be just to my wishes,
For where they don’t eat, there’s no washing of dishes.
They say that loud anthems will ever be ringing.
But as I’ve no voice, I’ll get rid of the singing.
Weep not for me now, and weep for me never.
For I’m going to do nothing forever and ever.”
From the Home Science Magazine. May, 1903.
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