The Port Gibson reveille. (Port Gibson, Miss.) 185?-1857, 1853-06-22
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The Old oaken Bucket"


..,,rv heart are the scenes Of my child
~. e,nd recollection presents them to view =
hard. the meadow, the deep tangled wild
,.,.ry loved spot that my infancy knew:
r,lespreading pond, and the mill that stood
near IL,
III A,lss' and the rock where the cataract fell ;
IN q. "a nv father. the dairy-house near Il,
At''i.,en The rude bucket that hung in the well.
n IL ii c,ken bucket = the iron-bOund bucket,
~ ~o,s.coyercd bucket which hung in the well.
n ,o.s.eovered vessel I hail as treasure
s..a,.sn Al noon u hen returned from the field,
1T : source Of an exquisite pleasure,
y y. rn,est and sweetest that nature can yield.
- ,nlent seized il, with hands that were
glowing,
n ,.lcuirk 10 the white-pebbled bottom Il fell,
4 80 ,oon with the emblems Of truth oyerhowing,
~ i1rinping with coolness IL rose from the well.
n .aaii osken bucket-the iron-bound bucket,
4 /. mo,s.covered bucket arose from the well.
#s.r,wset from the green messy brim 70 receive il,
\ gtso noised on the curb il inclined 20 my lips /;
bushing goblet could tempt me TO leave il,
n fssueh filed with the nectar that Jupiter sips.
v ,o,y iar removed from that loved situation,
M tear Of regret will intrusively swell,
m i, sney reyerts 20 my fathers plantation,
trl sishs Tor the Sucket which hangs in the we'll
NJ od oaken bucket-the iron-bound bucket.
\. moss.coyeTed bucket which hangs in the well.
sThis beautiful and popular song or bal
y Is said to have had its origin under the
slowing circumstances, which gives il addi-
t5lal interest
Some years ago, when Woodwork. the
Printer. and several "0ld New Workers
rsre brother typos IN printing Office, which
gis situated at the corner Of Chatham and
Gamblers streets. there were few places in
he cts where one could get really good
drink. Among the few places worthy Of
,,lronage, was an establishment kept by
laIIroy. on Franklin Street, on or about the
10. where St. Johns Hall recently stood
Koolworth. in company with several partic-
usr friends, had dropped in at this place for
IRE purpose Of taking some brandy and wa
m, which Mallroy was famous for keeping.
The liquor was super-excellent, and Wood
vorlh seemed inspired by IL; for after taking
daught, he set his glass on the table, ire
aember, reader. if you please, that in those
rare old times. a man seldom met friend
without inviting him to imbibe,) and smack
ag Bis lips. declared that Mallroy's eau ds
IL was superior to any he ever tasted
No." said NJ, "you are quite mistaken {;
there was one which. IN both our estimations,
AZ surpasses this in the way Of drinking -
" What was that ?" asked Woodwork, dubi-
The draught Of the pure, fresh
FHnging water. that we used TO drink from
he 0id oaken bucket, that hung in the well,
laer our return from the labOrs Of the field,
% a sultry day in summer"
The tear.drop glistened for moment in
eye. True true" be re-
lied aud soon after quilted the place. He
cturned to the Office. grasped the pen, and
b lalfan hour THE OLD OAKEN BUCKET"
ac Of the most delightful compositions in our
lnguage, was ready in manuscript, to be en-
aimed in the memories Of succeeding gene
atoms.