'Wanted Kind Person to take charge of baby Boy (or Girl),' etc. - Any newspaper, any day.
'Early this morning the body of an infant was found on a doorstep in -- Street,' etc. - Any newspaper, every other day.
Unto the Person kind there came A young girl bearing her fruit of shame: She fell and it had to pay the price -- Innocent Lamb of Sacrifice! Lovingly then the Person smiled, Gazing upon the face of the child; Smiled like an ogress - 'Don't despond! -- I am of children all too fond.' Then said the mother, speaking low, Kissing the babe she had born in woe: 'Treat him tenderly-nurse him well.' Hotly the tears on the baby fell. Taking the mother's coin with a leer Ogress remarked: 'Don't cry, my dear, Motherly persons to me are known, One is named Wood and another Stone. 'Either of them will your baby keep Hushing him into a soft, long sleep, Crooning a lonesome lullaby song; They have been used to children long.' Cold and yet kind was the nurse's breast; Cold fell the rain on the babe at rest; Pale was his face as an immortelle, Old Mother Doorstep had nursed him well.
First published in The Bulletin, 2 April 1898, p3