Tree with a Bird in it

<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page69" name="page69"></SPAN>[69]</span></p> <div><SPAN name="h2H_4_0037" id="h2H_4_0037"></SPAN></div> <h2> <i>Theodosia Garrison</i> </h2> <p class="quote"> (Who began cheerfully, but reduced her audience to tears, which she surveyed with complacence, by the third line.)</p> <h3> A BALLAD OF THE BIRD DANCE OF PIERRETTE </h3> <p class="quote"> <i>Pierrette's mother speaks:</i></p> <div class="poem"> <div class="stanza"> <p class="i2"> "Sure is it Pierrette yez are, Pierrette and no other? </p> <p class="i4"> (Och, Pierrette, me heart is broke that ye shud be that same&mdash;) </p> <p class="i2"> Pertendin' to be Frinch, an' me yer poor ould Irish mother </p> <p class="i4"> That named ye Bridget fer yer aunt, a dacent Dublin name! </p> <p class="i2"> Ye that was a pious girrl, decked out in ruffled collars, </p> <p class="i4"> With yer hair that docked an' frizzed&mdash;if Father Pat shud see! </p> <p class="i2"> Dancin' on a piece o' grass all puddle-holes an' hollers, </p> <p class="i4"> Amusin' these quare folk that's called a Pote-Society!" </p> </div> <div class="stanza"> <p class="i8"> <span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page70" name="page70"></SPAN>[70]</span> <i>But it was Bridget Sullivan,</i> </p> <p class="i10"> <i>Her locks flour-sprent,</i> </p> <p class="i8"> <i>That danced beneath the flowering tree</i> </p> <p class="i10"> <i>Leaping as she went.</i> </p> </div> <div class="stanza"> <p class="i2"> "If there's folk to stare at ye ye'll dance for all creation </p> <p class="i4"> (Since ye went to settlements 'tis little else I've heard), </p> <p class="i2"> Letting yer good wages go to chat of 'inspiration,' </p> <p class="i4"> Flappin' up an' down an' makin' out yez are a burrd! </p> <p class="i2"> Sure if ye got cash fer it 'tis little I'd be sayin' </p> <p class="i4"> (Och, Pierrette, stenographin' 'tis better wage ye'll get,) </p> <p class="i2"> Sorra wan these long-haired folk has spoke till ye o' payin', </p> <p class="i4"> Talkin' of yer art, an' ye a leppin' in the wet!" </p> </div> <div class="stanza"> <p class="i8"> <i>But it was Bridget Sullivan,</i> </p> <p class="i10"> <i>Her head down-bent,</i> </p> <p class="i8"> <i>Went back on the three-thirteen,</i> </p> <p class="i10"> <i>Coughing as she went.</i> </p> </div> </div> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />