“Pa's Failing Faculties”
The Washington Post, Washington, D.C., November 12, 1910
Pa paid six dollars for a hat; ma thinks he's lost his mind;
It's lined with silk and one of those brown, softish, woolly kind;
He brought it home the other night and kept it on a while;
Before she found out what it cost ma kind of liked its style,
But when pa told her what he paid she sank down in a chair,
And said: "Pa, every day you get more foolish, I declare!
"I shouldn't think," she said, "that you would waste your cash like that!
Nobody but a fool would pay six dollars for a hat!
The children need new overcoats; their shoes are shabby, too;
Sometimes you make it hard for me to keep respectin' you;
Think of the many ways I try to save day after day;
And here you go and waste the cash in such a foolish way!
"If we had millions, I should be the last one to complain,
But here we live from hand to mouth—it's just a constant strain!
I must deny myself the things I often wish I had,
And then you buy a hat like that—it simply is too bad!
Six dollars merely thrown away! It fills me with the blues—
Six dollars for a hat! Enough to buy two pair of shoes!"
Pa sat and listened for a while as though he felt ashamed,
And pretty soon he says: "Well, I'll admit I should be blamed;
Six dollars for a hat's too much; I'll take it back, but, say,
How much did that one cost that you brought home the other day?"
Ma left the room and we could see a tear roll down her cheek;
She's worried over pa and thinks his mind is gettin' weak.