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  • The Kid’s Mystery

    From The Topeka State Journal, December 26, 1913.

    There’s somethin’ doin’ in our flat,
        ‘Taint like it used to be;
    There seems to be some secret that
        They’re keepin’ ‘way from me.
    They’re whisperin’ from morn to night,
        It makes me gol ding sick;
    For every time I come in sight
        They all shet up right quick.

    It seems like I can’t go about
        The rooms or anywhere,
    Unless somebody has to shout,
        “You mustn’t go in there.”
    Pa’s room is locked up like a jail,
        It never was before;
    And ma, she hollers and turns pale
        If I go near the door.

    But when they think that I’m in bed
        These fine December nights,
    I’m underneath the lounge instead,
        A-seein’ all the sights
    That in the sittin’ room are shown
        When dad unwraps the stuff.
    I let ‘em think they are alone,
        So you can hang their bluff.

    When I’ve snuck back and closed my eyes
        In bed, I can’t help think
    Of pa and ma’s great big surprise
        And I can’t sleep a wink.
    They’re handing me an awful game,
        And I’m dead wise this year,
    But I’m right tickled just the same
        That Christmas morn is near.