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cartoon sketch by T. Gilbert White, from the end papers of the text, used as page border, with 4 small identical running ducklings, seen sideways

From Mother’s Geese, by George Barr Baker, George C. Chappell, and Oliver Herford, pictured by T. Gilbert White; Dodd, Mead & Company; New York, 1906 [unpaginated].


Cartoon by T. Gilbert White, of a Green Duck, looking at him from behind, his head is turned to the left and he has a fat cigar in his mouth, this is seen once at the close of the book on the end-papers, used here to illustrate the webpages


Black and white pen and ink Cartoon by T. Gilbert White, inside covers, of a triumphal procession of a woman in a black gown, riding a lion, with several geese with the heads of men running in front of her, and two Roman soldiers with long lances riding prancing horse behind her.

Mother’s Geese

Black and white pen and ink Cartoon by T. Gilbert White, two men in an early 2-seater convertible roadster driving in the sky on a cloud of exhaust, followed by an old woman flying on a broom, with her pointed hat floating off her head behind her

Mother’s Geese

A New Brood

George Barr Baker
George C. Chappell
Oliver Herford

Pictured by T. Gilbert White

New York
Dodd, Mead & Company

Copyright, 1905,
By The "Dreamland" Company

Copyright, 1905, 1906,
By The Metropolitan Magazine

Copyright, 1906,
By Dodd, Mead and Company


Published, October, 1906

The University Press, Cambridge, U. S. A.


POOR Mother’s had so many geese
   Since she’s bin Mrs. Goose —
All sorts of fly an’ fuzzy ones
     That played her fast an’ loose —
That somehow it seemed only fair
     Their history should be writ,
So, thinking’ that, we set to work,
     An’ this, dear friends, is it.

Of course, we know it’s got its faults,
     Like leavin’ some folks out
That’s often in the daily press,
An’ elsewhere talked about.

But bless your hearts, it’s not always
     The folks that’s in the swim
That’s really, truly mother’s geese,
     Or, seein’ ponds, jump in.

An’ all we footed things are n’t
     Nor gooses yet, nor ganders,
Though most wise, then, they’re ducks
          and drakes,
     With wobbly understanders,
Which last word there might seem
          like slang
     Except its 2 intenders
Can make it fit to take in geese
Of diff’r’nt kinds an’ genders.

At any rate, these geese that’s here
     Have underlyin’ thinkin’s
That’s often deeper than the lines
     Of jokes an’ knocks an’ drinkin’s,

An’ if you don’t see all the deeps
     Nor quite approve the wit,
Just think we had to write of geese,
     An’ this, dear friends, is it.

G. B. B.

Mother’s Geese

Black and White pen and ink Cartoon by T. Gilbert White, of a young male in a toga hands on knees peering through the keyhole of a door which is being opened by a older frowning men, with sideburns, pince-nez glasses, smoking a cigar, holdig a big newspaper in the other hand, and wearing a toga with sleeves and lapel that mimic a smoking jacket

SING a song of ex-pence
      Pocket full of bills,
Four-and-twenty new hats,
      Foolish fads and frills.
When the bills were opened,
      Pa began to bray;
Was n’t that a pretty dish,
      To serve for dejeuner ?

Pa went in his counting-house
      And counted up his debts,
Ma went into tantrums —
      The kind she always gets;
I was at the keyhole
      Trying hard to hear !
Along came the door-knob
   And banged me on the ear !

G. C.

Black and White pen and ink Cartoon by T. Gilbert White, with a stout man seated in a toga, smoking a stogie, bare legs with Roman sandals, with his hand on his hip and wearing a top hat

HICKORY Dickory Dock.
The Bull ran up the stock,
The stock ran down,
The Bull left town,
Hickory Dickory Dock.

G. C.

Black and White pen and ink Cartoon by T. Gilbert White, a lady half-reclining on a cot with a narrow striped mattress, with Egyptian striped head piece pointing her finger at a man sitting on the edge of the bed frowning and holding a jar saying ice water on his knee, his other hand touching his head, he too has a striped Egyptian style head piece, three s-shaped tiny asps are slithering balanced on their tails on the right

THERE was a little man
  And he had a little fun,
And he woke up in the morning
         With a head, head, head.

He went to the brook
And took a little look,
         And I will not repeat
         What he said, said, said.

But he turned with a moan
To his young wife Joan,
         And told her he felt like a
                   Lark, lark, lark.

Which was hard on the bird,
Though perhaps he referred
To the kind that you find after
                   Dark, dark, dark.

G. C.

A tall skinny man in a toga, wearing a tophat, holding a short swagger stick, handing some money to a shorter man with wings on his sandals and wearing a cap that could be a messenger boy's or a police cap

LITTLE Jack Horner
Tried for a corner
(Corner of B’way and Wall).
He put in his pile
And waited awhile,
And pulled out nothing at all.

G. C.

A man with glasses, egyptian wig and print above him that says Father pushing a carriage which lookds like the typical Roman chariot with out the horses

BYE, Baby Bunting,
Sister’s gone a-hunting
With the hounds to chase the cub;
Mother’s at the Country Club
Playing Bridge, some wealth to win
To roll Baby Bunting in.

O. H.

A woman with a pince-nez, shawl and long dress with three storks on it, holding up her hand to talk to a girl with a modern short dress, pigtail down her back and a modern hat

MOTHER, may I go out to
          play ?
    Oh yes, my darling daughter;
But remember the things you’d like
          to do
Are the things you had n’t oughter.

G. B. B.

a skinny man holding in his hands out to a plumper man bent over with his hands on a well between them, both in togas

DING, Dong, bell,
   Truth’s in the well.
Who’ll pull her out ?
“I,” said Doctor Stout.
“No,” said Lawyer Spare,
“She has nought to wear.”
Ding, Dong, bell,
Truth’s in the well.

O. H.

cartoon sketch by T. Gilbert White, of a dishevelled man carrying his sandals, greeting a well-dressed dapper man at a gate, both in togas

A Riddle

AS I went through the garden
Whom should I meet but Dick
Stuttering in his feet, unsteady in
      his throat.
If you’ll tell me this riddle I give
      you a groat.

(Answer — Met a friend)

G. B. B.

cartoon sketch by T. Gilbert White, a circle of 6 men riding on wooden horses in varying poses

RIDE a fast pace
     To any old place,
See an old woman
     With paint on her face,
Rings on her fingers
     (And under her eyes),
She can make trouble
     Whenever she tries.

G. C.

cartoon sketch by T. Gilbert White, looking from behind, at an obviously youthful scribe on a stool, writing feverishly in a huge book on a desk, he is clad in a toga with a shortcoat over it

THERE was a man in our town,
And he was wondrous dense.
He jump’d into a bramble bush,
And scratch’d out all his sense.

And when he saw that, minus sense,
He look’d just like Hall Caine,
He quickly bought a fountain-pen
And scratched it in again.

G. C.

cartoon sketch by T. Gilbert White, of a woman and man in profile, the man is much shorter than the woman and is smoking.

SIMPLE Simon met a Sly One
   Whom he asked to wed.
Show me first your pretty penny,
   Little Sly One said.

“Petite Sly One,” murmured Simon,
       “Je n’ en ai pas le sou !“
“Simple Simon,” answered Sly One,
     “To the woods with you !”

G. C.

cartoon sketch by T. Gilbert White, of a prisoner with a black and white suit with a ball and chain, and a judge in a toga lecturing him.

IF I was as bad as they say I
And you were as good as you
I wonder which one would feel the
If each for the other was took ?

G. B. B.

cartoon sketch by T. Gilbert White, of a thin older man, with an overly large head, walking slightly hunched over, in front of a street sign that says 'Broadway.'

THE Summer wind blows
Good-bye to the Shows,
And what will the Actors do now ?
                   Poor things!

Do vaudeville turns
Till the Angel returns
And flaps his theatrical wings —
                   Poor things!

G. C.



cartoon sketch by T. Gilbert White, from the end papers of the text, used as page border, with 4 small identical running ducklings, seen sideways

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