The New era. [volume] ([Portsmouth, Va.]) 1845-1847, 1847-02-27
From Meals Saturday Gazette.
THE GREEN MOUNTAIN MAID.


The following play upon words. which our
correspondent. +. Benjamin Gage. sends us. NAV
amuse many of our readers:
Twas beautiful spot where the vine. covered
cot OF the mountaineer st"j in The edge uf the
wood. There the forest birds sung echoed all
the Gay long. and the mountain stream piaved in
the edge of the shade !; while the uraceSL v,,r,
Jaw" cr"Pt the heroage nj dawn from the wide
spreading lawn. Twas beautiful spot twas
beautiful cot and surely there meier was maid
en- more fair. nor a maiden rare than the maid
that dwelt there. Shall | picture this maid Of
the greenwood and glade as she was in the dav
when old Allen held sway, while his iron.
nervsi men Were the pride Of the Glen 2 She
was neither too tall, too short, nor too small NOR
so light nor So airy the form of a fary But
the pride of The glade this rosy checked maid
with eyes quite as blue as the summer sky's bne
and the tresses of brown floating gracefully down
and nesting below on bosom uf snuw She
could warble and sing like the songs,ers of Sprinu
she could spin and c"nld sweep. could NOV and
could reap-could ride the gray steed at the ion
at hs speed, and had spor,ed t.iHe with her
fathers rifle And this bouncing young maid Of
the evergreen shade was chaste and refined and
had such mind yun seldom will find am,n,
the cay maids of laughter grades
A lover she had. who wonld have been Glad
to capture her heart by his schemng and art
OHandy his name. and dandy by fame, who,
though wrlnkled and parched, was whiskered and
starched. and displayed quite rare and ciiutied
air.
Well. he knelt ut her feet and beoan an en-
treat while his great bosom beat with uumercful
heat ard he told snch tale "a he deemed would
not fail to make her believe tina, he could No, do .
ceive.
While thus he knelt pleading, while thus inter
ceding. ne thought by her smiling that his words
were begulling But he found the conclusion
hopeless delusiun; for that maid was unlinkino
his schemng-was thinking and she though, in
lwink'ing. she'd give him sprinklinp of The
well peppered ointment of black Disappointment
Ere he drew To a close she turned ND her nose rs
yon may suppose just as high as she chose and
scorning his prose, through his pleadings she
broke. and thus twas she spoke
Oh great is yonr fame: O'Handy your
name-irom the city you with your heart
oil flame; and you thought, in the shade of
mountain or glade. Ia capture a maid by pump
and parade. Oh save all your tears. YOUR
hopes and your fears, your dncks and your
'dears for sufne other ears. Ali tnen are apreed
you nice bird indeed hut your figures too
lean. you're too gaunl and too green; and that is
not all, you're excessively tall yonr nose is 100
big-yoo've voice like pig. and You wear
huge wig. while your upper lip seems just the
shade Of your dreams. Now my answer yuu
kn0w-ihere's the door, you may go %
Stlll he fingered to plead in his love and his
need-and lie hoasied and told of his titles and
gold-nf her station in life whom he chose for his
wife. But he found twas no part of n O ,ntan
maids heart to bear insult and wrong from an eye,
or tongue That maid could moi brook such word
and such look, and she caught down broom that
hung in the room, and hit him blow that made The
blood flow not gracefully slow. He lit On all four
just out of the door all covered with gore. Then he
sprang TO his feet, and considered it sweet and ex-
ceedlngly meet to beat retreat To cover defeat.
and ne fled from the place in shame and disgrace
--disapPeared DER the green and was never more
seen-and ever since then city dandy fled men
have learned TO beware of the Green Mountain
Fair.