dc.creator | Flatt, Mary W. | |
dc.date.accessioned | 2021-09-29T16:22:11Z | |
dc.date.available | 2021-09-29T16:22:11Z | |
dc.date.issued | 1936-08-20 | |
dc.identifier.uri | https://repository.tcu.edu/handle/116099117/48806 | |
dc.description | Letter from Mrs. J. M. Flatt containing a poem about Sally Rand. | |
dc.format.medium | 8.5x11 Paper | |
dc.relation | Amon G. Carter Papers (MS 014) | |
dc.rights | Prior written permission from TCU Special Collections required to use any document or photograph | |
dc.source | Box 159, Rogers, Will 1936, 3 of 3 Folder, Item 035 | |
dc.subject | Rogers, Will | |
dc.title | Letter re: poem | |
dc.type | Document | |
dc.description.transcription | Miss Sally Rand Miss Sally Rand is raising sand with the plain house wives o'er all the land, and most of the young men's sweet hearts too Look quite abashed and some what blue; when she swings out upon the stage, and makes the world forget its age, as it raises its shaggy brows and beams on the maiden meshed in bubble gleams. Just another daughter of mother Eve Sifted down through times old seive, With the same old fashioned mind and soul Set up in the same old ancient world; And stripped of the glory of the leaf, which brought her grand dame so much grief: and out of that grief comes a dancer fair clothed in bubbles light as air. Mrs. J. M. Flatt, Cleburne Texas | |