A*' . t ' . . VJ>, — 1-&^-' % *••"• V <^ %. ^oyJW^' J" "% '.. MOTHER GOOSE Comes To 65=4 PORTLAND Text and Illustrations BY FREDERIC W. FREEMAN I PORTLAND, MAINE Southworth Printing Company 19 18 Copyright, 1918 Frederic W. Freeman Portland, Maine ^f^: OEC 26 1918 ©CI,A508680 To M. L. F. Like Wee Willie Winkie You run through the town, Upstairs and down In your Red Cross gown. Pray pause in your service And give me one look: To you I would dedicate This little book. INTRODUCTION Old Mother Goose, when she wanted to wander Would fly through the air on a very fine gander. One day on her feathery monoplane She flew right over the State of Maine, And liking the looks of Portland town She hired a cottage and settled down. Then, wishing to keep abreast of the times, She brought up to date her ancient rhymes; And, if amid the following pelf. You, gentle reader, should meet yourself, It's because your works have served to induce Regard and affection from old Mother Goose. HARRY A. ROUNDS State Director, Liberty Loans Dickery, dickery dock, A mouse ran up the clock, But the tale of the hands Put a crimp in his plans. And his wireless to Bill was a shock. li^ PERCIVAL P. BAXTER Reprsentative Maine Legislature Jack and Jill went up the hill To get some power from water; Jack was downed by Percy's bill And Jill came tumbling after. PHILLIP J. DEERING Chairman Maine Highway Commission Doctor Foster went to Gloucester In a shower of rain; If he stuck in a puddle Way up to his middle It wasn't New Gloucester, Maine. y LIEUTENANT ALLAN L. G. JENSEN American Field Service in France 'Jenny" shall have a new bonnet, And Jenny shall go back to war, And wallop the Hun for his Uncle Sam As he did for the French before. MRS. HELEN D. HEYWOOD Chairman of Personnel Red Cross Curly Locks, Curly Locks, long life be thine, Thy service has made of thine office a shrine; Nurses for children and nurses for mothers. Nurses for husbands and fathers and brothers. Should I need a nurse, Fll send thee this line: — "Curly Locks, Curly Locks, wilt thou be mine?" NATHANIEL POOLE I had a little pony, They called him Dapple Gray, And many a famous man, sir, We carried in our day. No more I meet the boats and trains, The ancient coach is stored, But I'm glad to be succeeded By a man like Henry Ford. HON. JOHN. F. A. MERRILL United States District Attorney The Lion and the Unicorn were fighting for the crown, They landed in the court room after painting red the town. Judge Merrill said: 'This City's not the place to pound and slam, If you two lads can't keep the peace, go fight for Uncle Sam." tur. WM. H. STEVENS There was a fat man of Bombay, Who was smoking one fine summer's day, When a bird called a snipe Flew away with his pipe: — This is NOT the fat man of Bombay. JOHN HOWARD HILL A frog he would a-wooing go, Heigh-oh, says Rowley. On Panther Pond where the bank is high The genial Judge he chanced to spy; "That wooing will keep till bye and bye," Said the frog. Heigh-oh, says Rowley. JOHN S. P. H. WILSON United States Marshal l\w:f. A, B, C, tumble down D, Offenders John places in fetters, Though sleuthing his regular business may be, You'll admit he's a person of letters. DR. J. S. JAMIESON ^1.C1^ There was a little girl, And she had a little curl, Right in the middle of her forehead; If it weren't for the merriment Of Dr. Jimmy's mood, Her envy might incline her to be horrid. HOLMAN F. DAY If all the world were water And all the water were ink We still could live, for Holman Day Would furnish us food and drink. JUSTICE TO WOMEN BY NATIONAL ACTION FLORENCE BROOKS WHITEHOUSE Chairman for Maine, National Woman's Party Simple Simon met Mrs. Pieman, going to the fair; Said Simple Simon to Mrs. Pieman, 'Xet me taste ! your ware." Said'' Mrs. Pieman to Simple Simon, ''Will you advance my measure?" Said Simple Simon to Mrs. Pieman, "If that's the price — with pleasure." FRED E. EASTMAN Chairman Red Cross Shipping Committee Two facts I'll tell you about our Fred, And you will find them true : — His favorite hobbies are Stars and Stripes, And his colors are Red, White and Blue. H. O. PHILLIPS ''^^^ Formerly War Stamp Chairman for Cumberland County Sing a song of quarters, a pocket full of rye, Fifteen million dollars' worth of stamps in a pie, Stuff it full of war stamps as tight as you can cram; Reckon that'll be some dish to hand our Uncle Sam. BENJAMIN B. SANDERSON Pep-Injector War Savings Campaign The reason that Ben works so hard on the stamps And gives them his hearty endorsement, Is because, in addition to helping the war, He knows they're a bully investment. SILAS B. ADAMS Little Jack Horner Sat in a corner Eating a Christmas pie; He put in his thumb And pulled out some gum And said ''What a good boy is Si." LIEUT. WILLIAM ILLINGWORTH T.W.-^f: Just like Tom, the piper's son, Bill learned to play when he was young. And the tune that he liked best to play Made people stand up right away. MRS. ALTHEA QUIMBY President W. C. T. U. TV,T. ''Where are you going, my pretty maid?" "Vm going a-milking, Sir," she said. "What's the idea, my pretty maid?" "Constructive criticism, Sir," she said. "In asking that people shall give up v^ine, I offer a substitute in its stead." HON. WILFORD G. CHAPMAN President Portland Boys' Club Little Tommy Tucker sings at his supper Even though he hasn't any white bread and butter. Whatever be the fare he will sing at his grub So long as he's a member of the Portland Boys' J Club. '' ^^ REV. JAMES F. ALBION, D. D. This is the parson, all shaven and shorn, Who heartens a world all tattered and torn In the black night of strife, by battle worn; Fearless he heralds the coming morn And points our way in a world to be born Out of that spirit, by Huns forsworn. That lay in the house that Truth built. CHARLES B. CLARKE Mayor of Portland -^fThC^ "To make your candles last for aye, You towns and cities hark-o ! To put them out's the only way/* Says honest Mayor Clarke-o. WILLIAM F. LEONARD Jack Spratt could eat no fat, His wife could eat no lean; And so they ate, instead of meat; Bill Leonard's canned baked bean. HENRY F. MERRILL Says Henry: ''Our harbor's the gate For unlimited tonnage of freight, But improvements will aid To attract foreign trade" — And he ought to be backed by the State. >s> JAMES E. MARRINER Hey diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle, The cow jumped over the moon; For Jim was motoring out her way And she jumped not a minute too soon. fMif: FRANKLIN LAWRENCE Portland Chairman, War Savings Stamps If you want to go camping this Summer Frank's cabin will suit to a "T", Buy plenty of stamps And you'll have your own camps In the Summer of *twenty-three. GRACE NASH HILL Chairman Home Service Section Red Cross Mrs. Peter Piper asked the Red Cross for pro- visions, She said her Peter went to France to see that Fritz was licked. Said Mrs. Hill, "Your call for food requires in- vestigation: Where's the peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked?" TMX ALBERT H. FORD General Manager Cumberland County Power & Light Co. ''I love sixpence, pretty little sixpence," Wrote Mother Goose in the long ago. Now it's ''Pretty six cents, I love little six cents. Must have six cents to make the cars go." WM. M. PENNELL County Food Administrator Old Mother Hubbard went to the cupboard To get a few bones for her kennel; But though 'twas well stocked The cupboard was locked And she had to go ask Mr. Pennell. c WALTER B. BROCKWAY Efficiency Expert ^kf.lT Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, Humpty Dumpty had a great fall ; Said Walter, "I'll scramble you right where you fell, You've saved me the motions of breaking the shell." \ T^)'/.1: HON. ROBERT TREAT WHITEHOUSE Chairman State Board of Charities A ship, a ship a-sailing, A-sailing on the sea; Its captain is the chairman of Maine's Board of Charity. He's a very gifted lawyer, The sea's his recreation, And it's being whispered 'round the town That his name's his destination. SERVICE FOB HUMANITY KNOWS NO EXEMPTIONS FRANK L. RAWSON State Director Red Cross Drive Somebody's father or brother, Somebody's husband or son, Is risking- his Hfe In merciless strife To safeguard your home from the Hun. Somewhere in France he is lying, His is the pain and the loss; A part of the price Of his sacrifice Is your pledge to support the Red Cross. HON. FREDERICK HALE United States Senator There was a trusty miller Lived by the River Dee He ground and ground from morn 'til night, No man v^orked more than he; And ever the object of his toil To folks at home w^as plain: — Our Pine Tree State for Uncle Sam, And Uncle Sam for Maine. FLORENCE MOSHER STEVENS President Maine Humane Education Society and Red Star Ride a cock horse To Banbury Cross To see a fine lady Who's helping the horse. Take the rings from your fingers, Of your jewels dispose, Let your silver make music Wherever she goes. JAMES C. HAMLIN State Fuel Administrator Old King Coal is a merry old soul His deputy rules in Maine, No matter how big the size of your roll If you waste 3^ou will order in vain. DANIEL L. BOVVEN Chief of Police There was a crooked man and he walked a crooked mile And when he got to Portland he smiled a crooked smile, But Danny Bo wen spied him with a teapot in his blouse And now he's living safely in a little steel house. RALPH B. WILSON Superintendent National Service Club Pease porridge hot, pease porridge cold, Billiards, pool and library, magazines untold; Ralph has nearl}^ everything from auction bridge to grub, And a welcome for the Yanks at the National Service Club. CLARENCE W. SMALL Treasurer Elks Club What he gives us in service and pleasure It wouldn't be easy to measure; An appropriate place Though meager in space Is the safe — for the club's greatest treasure. WILLIAM E. WHITE 'Xittle Boy Blue, you must blow your horn, Our traffic rules you mustn't scorn; When you come to a crossing a signal is due/ Said Officer White — and little boy blew. CAPT. W. A. ROONEY Recruiting Officer, U. S. Navy Bobby Shafto's gone to sea In the fleet of liberty, If you'd do the same as he, Go see Captain Rooney. PETER PRIDE Champion Bowler See a pin and pick it up, All the day you'll have good luck. See a pin and knock it down — That's how Peter won renown. IMT. ^ MRS. CHARLES F. FLAGG Trustee Maine Juvenile Institutions Little Miss Muffet Longed for her tuffet And pined for her curds and whey; When Mrs. Flagg spied her She vanquished the spider And drove all the tear clouds away. A. L. T. CUMMINGS Publicity Director, Maine Agricultural and Industrial League I To market, to market, to buy a fat pig. Home again, home again, jiggety jig. White ones and black ones and plenty for all, A pet for the Summer and pork in the Fall. GUY H. STURGIS Attorney General of Maine A carrion crow sat on an oak, Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do. Below, a man with a tireless spade Straight to the roots his pathway made; Said the carrion crow: "Vd better go." Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do. WILL C. MACFARLANE Municipal Organist The Man in the Moon came tumbling down And asked the way to Scotland, But hearing Mr. Macfarlane play- Decided to stav in Portland. EDWARD M. HUNT Commissioner of Public Works Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, street cleaner man, Make the soap go as far as you can. Save and conserve it by Hoover's decree, But don't spare the water — we're close to the sea. CHARLES G. ALLEN County Director Liberty Loan Liberty, pickety, fine fat hen, She lays eggs for thrifty men. Order a hen from Charles today; You can't get stuck — she's bound to lay. W. B. MOORE Former Secretary Portland Chamber of Commerce Mary, Mary, quite contrary, How does your garden grow? She's turned it over to Mr. Moore, — Her methods were much too slow. r MISS BERNADETTE MOREAU Rock-a-bye Baby At concert or hop, If Bernadette's absent The minstrels must stop. Incomplete is the music At Keith's or the Strand Without Bernadette And her Baby Grand. MAJOR EDWARD E. PHILBROOK '^•)ilfft "There was an owl sat on an oak, Fiddle, Faddle, Feedle." Though A^ery wise, he seldom spoke, His tongue you couldn't wheedle. But one there was who knew the way To get this wise bird's outlook; Political secrets of the day He told to Major Philbrook. JOHN CALVIN STEVENS T\,C^ What about Jack ? You've heard of the rat That ate the malt; of the dog and the cat; Of the maid and her cow with the crumpled horn; Of the priest and the man all tattered and torn; Well, here is the JACK — Who built the house that Jack built. ALMUS D. BUTLER Chief of Fire Department "Lady Bug, Lady Bug, fly away home, Your house is on fire, your children will burn." Said she: "I should worry — and finish my roam, Chief Butler will quench it, I needn't re- turn/' ^£r-=^—=- HALBERT P. GARDNER '^:w:r* There was a man in our town And he was wondrous wise, He found a husky young Bull Moose With whom to fraternize. But when they saw the Donkey's gait, With all their might and main. They joined in with the Elephant To win the next campaign. ^kflf DR. C. M. SLEEPER Collector of the Port Little Tommy Tittlemouse at catching fish suc- ceeded By trailing hook and line below the dam. When the doctor goes a-fishing, not even bait is needed To land a net return for Uncle Sam. KING F. 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