Sizing-Up the Crowd (Classic Reprint)

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Excerpt from Sizing-Up the Crowd Mother Of The Tenement Worn by long hours of toil and child-care, She lay, asleep. Her trouble-furrowed brow At last was calm. No trace of woe was there, From restlessness she'd freed herself, somehow. The intonation made by shunted cars At elevated switches, shook the walls. The ribald songs of men at rowdy bars Were echoed and re-echoed through the halls. The noisy clang of the police patrol, The hoarse horn hoots of spectral harbor boats, Did not disturb the peace that held her soul. Deaf-eared was she to all discordant notes. The shrill voice of the midnight paper boy, The church clock, striking twelve, in vibrant dome, Met failure if their wish was to annoy The strength-spent sleeper in her humble home. Quite undisturbed she slumbered on and on, The night grew old, the noises did not die, Amid the clangor of approaching dawn An infant breathed a faint, but troubled sigh. Whereat the woman rose and softly crept Across the room. There, in the gloom, unseen, She lingered where her dimpled baby slept, To know just what that little sigh could mean! About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.