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294 Indiana University Publications, Folklore Series
6. "I must sleep/' said she as she strove to wrap
The tattered dress round her feet; Covered with snow, yes, covered with snow, All covered with snow and sleet.
7. The night was dark, and the midnight winds
Blew round the winding dell, While the little girl in her bed of snow, And the drifting snow still fell.
8. The morning dawned, and the orphan girl
Lay at the rich man's door; Her soul had gone to her home above
Where there's room and bread for the poor. |
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"The Orphan Girl." Contributed by Mr. Clinton G. Huppert, of Dale, Indiana. Spencer County. Learned from an aunt, Mrs. Grant Huppert. November 20, 1935.
1. "No home, no home!" cried a poor little girl,
At the door of a princely hall, As she trembling stood on the polished steps And leaned on the marble wall.
2. Her dress was thin, and her feet were bare;
The snow had covered her head. "0 give me a home!" she feebly cried, "A home and a piece of bread.
3. "My father, my father I never knew,"
And tears dimmed the eyes so bright, |
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'My mother sleeps in a new-made grave;
'T is an orphan that's begging tonight." |
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The rich man lay on his velvet couch To dream of his silver and gold,
While the little girl lay on her bed of snow, And she murmured, *Tra cold, so cold." |
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