New-York daily tribune., 1859-07-30
TTT cRAyDMoTHER's APOLOGY
BY arFGLD TESHfsoS'

And Willy, my eldest so'n' is gene ''' ''''
a'ae snS white and stroug on his legs he looks
A., VII. VAS wife has writer: SIZE never was
overwise, .,,, ..Le my
Never the wife for Willy; lie would nj 'AA0 ny
advice.
For. Annie you see, her father was no' 'N0 '''''
pssd 20 manage and drank himself INTO
p.s,.v % raoush, very pretty ba. was against II
F. but he would nt hear Ine-anu "H'' W.
say, IS gone.
Willy, my beauty, my eldest boy the hover 0' 'A'
v.r.- sUus ma, could a:as hn: for Willy stood Like
arock. ,s.vs Jo,tor.
and he would be bound .ha,
Thsre va. no. MS Ike ,ha: year IN twenty parishes
round.
Strong of h;s hands, and stroag on his iegs' ou'
still of as tongue ,aa- bs
.rro. cry t5r him, Annie: hsye not long TO
ysr..ps / shall see him TIE sooner, for he lived
far sway.
Wby do you !ock at NE, Annie you THINK all
hard and cold;
Bu. oil my children have gone 'eiofe '1e' all 81
cannot weep for WHY, nor caa ! weep for the
o,,v Il e'si YOUR sse, Anne could have wept with
the best.
For I remember qu.rrel had with your i'tner'
my dear, .,..
All for slaBderous story, LAT COS: me many tear;
mean your grandfather, Anne: II c's' hle "''''
OF woe,
Seventy wears age, my darling, seventy years Ago
VII.
ro- Jsnrv my cousin. had come 20 the p.sce, and
krew right We'll .,.,
That Jenny had Trip. IN her tine; i knew puV
would rot :ell.
And che 10 De coming and s.sndering ne, Tue oas0
little lar
But the tongue s fIe as you Know, my dear, the
tongue e IRE,
VII
And the psrsor made II bic text .tst week, and he
Tb.t lie whicb !, tsf truth is ever the blackeSt
of lies
That lie which IS all a lie may be met and fought
with outright,
But lie which is par. truth is ts'deE matter 10
fight.
And Willy had not been down TO the farm for a
week and day;
And al things looked zali-dead, tnough IL Was lne
middle Of May.
Jenny. 7, slsndsr me, who knew what Jenny had
been -
R. s,;Iinq another. Ayne. vii never make oneself
clean.
AID c-ied myself wel.n-gh hind and all of an
evening ls,e
climbed 70 TIE up Of TIE gsrt1, and stood by the
road at the gate.
Tba noon likes r:ck on fire was rising over the
dale,
And whit, whit, wait, in the oush beside me CHR
rupt the nightingale.
Al of sudden 1e stopt: there past by the gate of
the fsrul.
Willy,-he did see me,-and jenny hung on his
srm.
On. into The road started s2d spoke l scarce
k1eN how;
All, there's No fool ike ,he Cd one-it makes me
angry now.
Willy stood NJ Ike man, and booked the thing
tra- ne meant;
Jenny, the g.per, made NE moching courtsey and
went
And sad, lie. us part; II q hundred years it IL
al De the sane,
You csnne. love me 5: 81, # you love rot my good
name.
XIII.
And he turned sid SAW as eyes az wet, in the
sweet mOonshine;
Sweetheart, love you 70 wei tnat your good
name is mine.
And wtst do / care 10: Jtne, let heT speak of you
Vel or L.;
But mary me oli Of ha1d; We TWO stall be happy
s.il!."
Marry Jon, Willy" sad ], "bu. needs must
speak nv mind
fear you viii bsten 20 tales, be jealous ard hard
and unzind."
Bot ne turned and elsspt ne n tis snns, and ans
wered, mo, love, no;
Seventy ye.rs sgo my darling, seventy years ago.
Yy.
So Willy aad were welded; ! wore lilac gown;
And ,he fingers rang with vii, and he gave the
rogers a crown.
But the first that eyei ts-e sss dead before he
vas born,
Shadow ald shine is lie, little Anne, flower and
thor1.
Tha. wss ,he first tine, zoo, ttst ever thought of
cea.h.
There lay the swee. LITTLE toiy :ha: never had drawn
breath.
! had not we2t little Anaie, not since had been a
WIFE;
But ve2t ike e.ld tast dsy, For the babe had
fought for LIS Iifs
XVII.
His dear little f.ce Vas troubled, IS ,f With anger
Or pain:
looked at me stu Little 5ody-ts trouble t.d all
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