The Missionary's Daughter
by Burges Johnson
(postcard, mailed 1910)

I haven't sewed my children's clo'se
For days, the way I'd like to do;
I don't neglect 'em, goodness knows,
'Cept when it is my duty to;
They're less important, anyhow,
'Cause I'm a missionary now.

My heathen doll's not half so dear
As all my Christian children there,
And that's what makes my duty clear
To always give him speshul care;
'Cause I have found it wrong to do
The things I'm always wanting to.