Lyrics The Hapless Child - Michael Mantler

The Hapless Child

There was once a little girl named Charlotte Sophia
Her parents were kind and well-to-do
She had a doll whom she called Hortense
One day her father, a colonel in the army, was ordered to Africa
Several months later he was reported killed in a native uprising
Her mother fell into a decline that proved fatal
Her only other relative, an uncle, was brained by a piece of masonry
Charlotte Sophia was left in the hands of the family lawyer
He at once put her into a boarding-school
There she was punished by the teachers for things she hadn’t done
Hortense was torn limb from limb by the other pupils
During the day Charlotte Sophia hid as much as possible
At night she lay awake weeping and weeping
When she could bear it no longer she fled from the school at dawn
She soon lost consciousness and sank to the pavement
A man came and took the locket with her parents' pictures inside
Another man came from the opposite direction and carried her off
He brought her to a low place
He sold her to a drunken brute
Charlotte Sophia was put to work making artificial flowers
She lived on scraps and tap-water
From time to time the brute got the horrors
Charlotte Sophia’s eyesight began to fail rapidly
Meanwhile, her father, who was not dead after all, returned home
Every day, he motored through the streets searching for her
At last the brute went off his head
Charlotte Sophia, now almost blind, ran into the street
She as at once struck down by a car
Her father got out to look at the dying child
She was so changed, he did not recognize her