New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1855-12-03
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WIDOW BEDOTT PAPERS.
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Bedott, says;
he never jswed In all his life,
He onkind-
And, the say It, that was his wife,
Spch men you seldom find.
never changed my sipsle lot,
Thought Z would be a sin,
For l thought so much o. Deacon BeSott,
never got married sgin.
And since h wss my lot to be
The wife Of such man,
tell the men th.t' . after me,
To ieteb me they
Whisky and rum he tssted not,
He thought it wss sia
The hconsolssle Widow o Deacon Bedott,
Don't intend to get married asin."
Shortly .sE The ssea:o.sls "ii9r a. en-: in ,ye with he
receives The following spiste;
80! Reverend Sir, I do declare,
1t drives most to frerzy
To tbnk o. you lJin' there,
Down mex with infuenzy.
bodyd thought 1t enough
To mourn yer wife's dsp.rter,
Without such trouble a. this ere
To folerin srter'
But Sickness and sfliction is trials sent
By the will o. wise Creation.
And always ought to be underwent
With ortytude and resignation.
Then not for yer psrdnsrs death,
But to submit endever,
For 'sposen she hsdent diel 20 soon,
She coldent a lised forever.
Oh / could to yer bedside fly,
And wipe your wsepn eyes,
And try my best TO cure you up,
If'twouldent create surprise!
Both sick and we'll you may depend,
Youle never be forgot
By your faithful and affection ate friend,
PRISCILLA POOLE BEDoTT."
The tender sentiment this poem reached the Elders heart,
acknowledged In feeling response shortl, after the
Widow rstires grove In the Of Elder sness house.
iA down on log, and sings As follows:
ERE love had tesched my to flow
was uncommon cheerful,
But such misery deu know,
Pm always sad and ferfu;
What peaceful hours once enjoyed.
All! N Summer day
But o, my comforts war destroyed
When shadrsck crossed my way!
Ibeerd him presch-I beerd him pray
heerd him sweetly sing,
Dear SUE how 1 did feel that day
1t q dretful thing!
Full forty dollars would give
Ifwe'd confirm cred apart
For though he's made my sperrit live,
He'ssurely bust my heart"
the Song but not yield until he
hssu the following:
Here sleeps Prscly P. Bsdott,
Late relic of Hezeker-
How melancholy was her lot
How soon she did expire!
She didn't commit self iuicide,
Twas tIibustion killed her.
o. what g pity she hadn't died
Afore she the Elder
Afer the Widows marriage Elder Shadfack Snfies abe
contributes the following to The Scrabble Hill LumnAIS
"Priscily the fair, and shsdrach the wise,
Have united their fortunes in the tenderest Of ties;
And being mutually joined in the matrimonial connection
Have bid sdoo to their previous affection
No more will they their widdered sittiwatioo,
And continner to sgt without mitigation
But paIdDers Of ife to be parted no more,
Their sorrers is ended their troubles 10 Ger
20. Shadrsck! my Shadrsck . Priscilla cid speak,
While the rosy red bluahes surmsntled her cheek,
And the tears of affection bedoozled her eye,
20 Shadrack! my sbsdrsck I'm your'n till / die,
The heart that scornful and cold as stun,
Has surrendered at last 10 the fortinit one;
Farewell to the mseries and griefs have had,
IN never desert thee. Shsdrsck, my shsd'"
The future fortunes of the Elder and Mrs SMILES and her
sister Aunt Msepire they not recorded In the BOOK win
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