Fellow Travelers

Fellow Travelers

by Pauline Frances Camp

I traveled on the train one day;

Across the way there sat

A dainty little dwarf

With a pretty, fluffy hat.

Her cheeks were plump and rosy,

And her eyes were very blue,

And as for her behavior,

It was good enough for two.

In fact, you'll be surprised to hear,

As I was, then, to see

How far superior a child

Can to her elders be.

''The lady" who was with her

In whining tones was heard--

But I did not hear Miss Dwarf

Speak a single fretful word.

"The lady" wanted cookies; then

She had to have a drink.

She didn't give the passengers

A minute's time to think.

While little Rosy Cheeks just sat

And smiled at us,

"The lady" squirmed and wriggled round,

And made a constant fuss.

So next time I go traveling,

As happen soon I may,

I hope that only one of them

Will be abroad that day!

And if a fairy asks me which,

I'll tell the little elf,

I much prefer Louise's doll--

To Miss Louise herself!

Waiting for The Train.