| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917. |
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| 217. Spoon River Anthology |
| | | Daisy Fraser |
| | | By Edgar Lee Masters |
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| DID you ever hear of Editor Whedon | |
| Giving to the public treasury any of the money he received | |
| For supporting candidates for office? | |
| Or for writing up the canning factory | |
| To get people to invest? | 5 |
| Or for suppressing the facts about the bank, | |
| When it was rotten and ready to break? | |
| Did you ever hear of the Circuit judge | |
| Helping anyone except the “Q” railroad, | |
| Or the bankers? Or did Rev. Peet or Rev. Sibley | 10 |
| Give any part of their salary, earned by keeping still, | |
| Or speaking out as the leaders wished them to do, | |
| To the building of the water works? | |
| But I—Daisy Fraser, who always passed | |
| Along the streets through rows of nods and smiles, | 15 |
| And coughs and words such as “there she goes,” | |
| Never was taken before Justice Arnett | |
| Without contributing ten dollars and costs | |
| To the school fund of Spoon River! | |
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