It's a little thing is a book that is read,
To those in the range of the city marts;
Where the rush of books is continuous
In shops or the School of Arts.
A book that is done with is flung aside,
For others are ready their part to play,
The lumber room is the doom of some,
And some the boiler on washing day.
But out in the heart of the lonely bush
There is many a girl and many a boy,
And many a toil worn woman, who
Will welcome your cast-off books with joy.
First published in The Brisbane Courier, 25 October 1930
To those in the range of the city marts;
Where the rush of books is continuous
In shops or the School of Arts.
A book that is done with is flung aside,
For others are ready their part to play,
The lumber room is the doom of some,
And some the boiler on washing day.
But out in the heart of the lonely bush
There is many a girl and many a boy,
And many a toil worn woman, who
Will welcome your cast-off books with joy.
First published in The Brisbane Courier, 25 October 1930
