Holmes County Republican. [volume] (Millersburg, Holmes Co., O. [Ohio]) 1870-1895, 1871-06-15
From the Toledo Blade.
BETSEY DESTROYS THE PAPER.
Sequel TO ''Betsey aud are Out
BIZ HELEN BARRON BosTwICK.

And the mount of it is we're minded to tr
once more to agree
So came here on the business,-only word
! say
Caleb is stalking pea-vines, and couldn't com
to-day
Just TO tell you and parson how that we'V'
changed our mind.
50 I'll tear up the paper, you see it wasn'
signed.
And now if parson is ready, I'll walk witt
him towards home;
1 want to thank him for some things: 'twa
kind of him to come.
He's showed the Christian spirit, stood by n
firm and true,
We mightn't have changed our mind squire, i
he'd been a lawyer too.
There! How good the sun feels, and the gras.
| and blowin' trees,
Something about them lawyers makes me fee
fit to freeze,
l wasn't bound to state particulars to that mar
But it's right you should know, parson, about
our change of plan.
We'd been some days waverin', 4 little, Calel
| and me,
And wished the hateful paper at the bottom Of
the sea;
But guess twas the prayer last evening, and
the few words you said,
That thawed the ice between US. and brought
things to head.
You see when We came to division there was
| things that wouldn't divide,
There was our twelve-year-old baby. she
couldn't be satisfied
To go with one or the other, but just kept whim-
perrin low,
am stay with papa and mamma, and where
they go I'll go.
Then there was Grandsire's Bible, he died on
our wedding day,
We couldn't halve the old Bible, and should it
go or stays
The sheets that was Caleb's mothers, her sam
plar on the wall,
With the sweet old names worked in-Tryphena
and Eunice, and Paul.
! 1t began to be hard then, parson, but it grew
harder still,
Talkin' of Caleb established down at McHan-
rysville;
mendin' nor sort of care,
And board at the Widow Meacham's. a woman
that wears false hair.
Still We went on a talkin'; agreed TO knit
some socks,
And make dozen striped shirts, and a pair of
wa'mus frocks;
And he was to cut doorway from the kitchen
to the shed,
Save you climbing steps much, in frosty
weather." he said.
He brought me the pen at last-I felt sinkin'
and he
Looked as heidi with the agur, in the spring
of sixty three;
Twas then you dropped in, parson, 'twasn't
much that was SAID,
Z" Little children, love one another" but the
thing was killed stone dead.
l should like to make confession; not that I'm
going to say
The fault was all on my side, that never was
my way.
But it may be true that women-tho' how tits
can't sec
Are trifie more aggraratin' than men know
how to be.
Then, parson, the neighbors' meddlin'-it
wasn't pourin' oil,
And the church a laborin' with us; twas
worse than wasted toll,
And Eve thought and SO has Caleb, though
maybe we are wrong,
If they'd kept to their own business. we should
have got along.
There was Deacon Amos Purdy, good man as
we know,
But handn't gift of laborin' except with the
scythe and hoe;
Then a load came over in peach time from the
Wilbur neighborhood,
Season of prayer" they called it; didn't do
an atom of good.
rn tell you about the heifer-one of the kind
est and best
moved out West,
I'm free to own it riled me, that Caleb should
think and say
She died of convulsions-a COW that MIXED
four gallons day.
ButIneedn't have spoke of turnips. needn't
And said hard things and limited as if twas all
my loss;
And I'll take it all back. parson; that fire
shan't ever break out,
Though the COW was choked with turnip,
never had doubt.
Then there arep'ints of doctrine, and views of
q future state,
I'm willing to stop discussin'; we can both af-
ford to wait;
'Twon't bring the millennium sooner, dispu-
tim about when its due,
Although feel an assurance that mines the
Scriptural view.
But the blessedest truths of the Bible, I've
learned to think don'tlic
In the texts VIC hunt with candle, to prove
our doctrines by,
But them that como to us in sorrow, and when
we're on our knees,
So if Caleb won't argue on free will, Fll leave
alone the DEGREES.
One notion of Caleb's parson, seems rather
misty and dim,
wish if it comes convenient you'd change a
word with him,
1t don't quite stand to reason, and for gospel
That folks love better in Heaven for havin'
quarreled here.
I've no such an expectation; why parson, if
that is so,
You needn't have worked so faithful to recon-
cile folks below;
hold another opinion, and hold it straight
and square,
II r-a cou,t ho naooaobla have Urn ha
peaceable there
But there's the request he made, you know it,
parson, about
Bein' laid under the naples that his own hand
setout,
And me to be laid beside him when my time
comes to go,
As if-as if-don't mind me; but twas that un-
strung me so.
And now that some scales, as we think, have
fallen from our eyes,
And slings brought so to crisis have made MS
both more wise,
Why Caleb says and so ] saw. till the Lord
parts him and me,
Wen love each other better, and try our best
to agree.
A little boy and girl had been eau
toned never to take the nest egg when
gathering eggs; but one evening the
girl reached the nest first, seized an egg,
and started for the house. Her disap-
pointed brother followed, crying;
"Mother! Mother! Susy, she's been
and got the egg the old hen measures
BY"