The Mississippi Creole. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1841-1851, 1847-06-12
Green Mountain Maid.

'Twas a beautiful spot where the vine.cov-
cred cot Of the mountaineer stood on the edge
Of the wood. There the forest birds song
echoed all the day long, and the mountain
stream played in the edge of the shade, while
the graceful young lawn cropped the heritage
at dawn from the wide spreading lawn. Twas
a beautiful spot-'twaS a beautiful cot, and sure.
ly there meier was a maiden more fair, nor a
maiden more rare, than the maid that dwelt
there. Shall / picture this maid Of the green
wood and glade as she was in the day when
old ALLEN held sway, while his iron nerved
men, were the pride of the glen! She was
neither too tall, too short, nor too small, nor
so light or SO airy as the form Of a fairy. But
the pride of the glade was the rosy checked
maid, with eyes quite as blue as the summer
sky's hue, and tresses of brown floating grace
fully down, and nesting below on a bosom Of
snow. She could MARBLE and sing like the
songsters Of spring; she could spin and could
sweep, could NOW and could reap-could ride
the grey steed at the top of his speed, and had
sported a trihe with her old fathers riae.-
And this bouncing young maid of the ever
green glade was chaste and refined and she
had a mind, as you seldom will find among the
gay maids of the laughter grades.
A lover she had who would have been glad
TO capture her heart by his scheming art. o.
Handy his name, and dandy by fame, who
though wrinkled and %parched, was whiskered
and s%tarcped, and displayed quite a rare and
cityfed air.
Well, he knelt at her feet and began to en-
treat, while his great bosom beat with unmer
: cilul heat; and he told such a tale he deemed
t would not fail to make her believe that hi
, could not deceive.
a While thus he knelt' pleading, while thu
, interceding, he thought by her smiling tina
his words were beguiling. But he found tn
conclusion a hopeless delusion; for the mai
d was unliuking his scheming-was thinking
and she thought in a twinkling, she'd give hin
d a sprinkling Of the well peppered ointment, Q
d black disappointment. Ere he drew to a clos
she turned up her nose, as you may suppose
d lust as high as she chose; and scorning hi
d prose, through his pleading she broke, and thu
d twas she spoke
so, great is your fame; 0'Handy your nam
= from The city you came with your heart a
in fame; and you thought in the shade {
the mountain or glade, to capture a maid b
pomp and parade. o, save all your tears you
hopes and your fears, your ducks and your de@'
for some other ears. All men are agree
k YOU'RE a nice bird indeedi but your figure
u too lean; you're too gaunt and too greens an
ly that is not all, you're excessively tall; yo'
c. nose is too big, you've voice like a Pig an
ii YOU wear a big wig, while you're upper j
as seems lust the shade Of your dreams No
II nv answer you know-there's the door, yt
IN may 60" -.
lg Sill he fingered to plead his love and
ly need-and he boosted and told of his titles al
of pold-of her station in life, whom he cho
en- for a wife. But he found twas no part OF
all mountain maids heart, to bear insult and wroI
at from an eye or a tongue.
That maid could not brook such word al
he such look, and she caught down a broom tn
hung in the room, and she hit him a bic
Of which made the blood flow, not graceful
slow. He lit on all four just out Of the dc
all covered with gore. Then he sPrang to
rly feet, and considered it sweet to beat a retire
I'VE to cover defeat, and he fed from the place
on shame and disgrace-disappeared O'er the gre
' is and was never more seen-and eversince tn
city dandifed men have learned to beware
uld the Green Mountain Fair.