{"id":8051,"date":"2022-03-31T01:00:00","date_gmt":"2022-03-31T05:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.newspaperhistory.com\/?p=8051"},"modified":"2022-03-31T01:00:00","modified_gmt":"2022-03-31T05:00:00","slug":"her-last-leaps","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/her-last-leaps\/","title":{"rendered":"Her Last Leaps"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

From the <\/em>Rock Island Argus, March 31, 1914<\/em><\/a>. By Henry Howland.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I saw her once before
In the short skirt she wore,
    And again
She went dancing round and round,
With a wince at every bound,
    As in pain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

They say that in her prime,
Ere the cruel hand of Time
    Hurt her so,
She possessed a pretty face
And could hop from place to place
    On one toe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But now her look is sad,
And she moves as if she had
    Aching feet;
Every bald head\u2019s look is grim
As she glances down at him
    In his seat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My old grandad oft has said\u2014
Poor old grandpa, he is dead,
    Long ago\u2014
That she once was all the rage
As she skipped upon the stage,
    To and fro.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But she\u2019s fat and flabby now
And as graceful as a cow
    On the trot;
I know it is a sin
For me to sit and grin,
    So I\u2019ll not.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

In the chorus let her stay;
It may be her only way
    To survive.
You may cease to be a peach
Too, young lady, when you reach
    Sixty-five.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

From the Rock Island Argus, March 31, 1914. By Henry Howland. I saw her once beforeIn the short skirt she wore,    And againShe went dancing round and round,With a wince at every bound,    As in pain. They say that in her prime,Ere the cruel hand of Time    Hurt her so,She possessed a […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3,7],"tags":[161],"class_list":["post-8051","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-newspapers","category-rock-island-argus","tag-henry-howland"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8051","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=8051"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8051\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8051"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8051"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8051"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}