| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Mrs. Finnigan | | By Margretta Scott |
| | From “Side-lights on War”
SHE never got enough to drink— | |
| She was as thirsty as a sun-dried pond. | |
| Her old man gave the money to Mary. | |
| She wasn’t afraid of a chit like Mary, | |
| But she was afraid of her old man. | 5 |
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| War came— | |
| And her old man had to go. | |
| She gave him a holy medal | |
| And God’s blessings: | |
| She got his allotment | 10 |
| And a Government allowance. | |
| The swinging doors of every saloon hailed to her; | |
| She slept with a black bottle under her pillow. | |
| “It’s a foine war,” she would say to Mary, | |
| “And the Govermint treats you splindid.” | 15 | | | |
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