Is the Typewriter Girl to Blame for This?

by William James Roe

  
  Bewail his fate as much as you please you struggles
with adversity, and moralize over the happy tho’
humble home and tender welcome and the sweet
kiss at nightfall to the weary toiler, I tell you more
men than one would think go from the bosom of their
office where all is peace to a cold, heartless, and
censorious family.