The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1871-06-10
G8s 4oet's department.
8ETsEY DESTROYS THE PAPER.
SEQUEL TO "BETSEY AND ARE OUT.''
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I've brought back the paper, lawyer, and fetch
- ed the parSOn here,
10 see that things are regular, settled up fair
For I've been talking with Caleb, and Caleb
talked with me,
And the mount of it is we're minded TO try once
more to agree.
SO come here on the business-only word to
Caleb is stalking the pea-vines, and couldn't
Just to tell you and parSon how that we've
changed our mind;
So I'll tear up the paper, lawyer-you see it
wasn't signed.
toward home;
1 want to thank him for some things; twas
kind of him to come,
firm and true;
We mightn't have changed our mind, squire, if
he'd been lawyer too.
There How good the sun feels, and the grass
and BLOWN trees;
Something about them lawyers makes me feel
wasn't bound to state particulars to that man.
But II 5 rlght Bo1 should know, parson, about
our change of plan.
We'd been some days a-waverin' a little, Caleb
and me,
And wished the hateful paper at the bottom of
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
To go with one or the other, but just kept
'Pn stay with papa and mamma, and where
they go III CO."
Then there was grandsire's BfbIe-he died on
our wedding day;
We couldn't halVe the old Bible, sand should 1t
go or stay?
The sheets that was Caleb's mothers, her sam
pier on the wall,
With the sweet Old names worked in-Tryphe-
IA, and Eunice, and Paul.
1t began 70 be hard, then, parson, but it grew
harder still,
TIlkin' of Caleb established down at McHenry-
Three dollars week 'twould cost him: no
meudiu' nor sort of care,
And board at Widow Machams, d woman that
wears false hair.
Still we went on a-talkin'; agreed to knit
And ,e a dozen striped shirts, and pair of
wa mus frOcks;
And he was to cut doorway from the kitchen
to the she'd
Save you climbing steps much, in frosty wea-
tEer,' he said.
He brought me the pen at last; felt sinkin,
Looked as he did with the agur, in the Spring
OF sixty-three.
Twas then you dropped in, parson; 'Uwasn I
much that was said
Little children. love one another" but the
thing was killed stone dead.
L
The IA uIt was ali on my side, that never was my
But it may be true that women-tho' how It's I
Are a trife more aggravatin' than men know
how TO be.
Then, parson, the neighbor's meddlin'-it wasn't
pOurin' oil;
And the church a laborin' with US, twas worse
than wasted toll;
And I've 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, a good man as
But hadn't a 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 1t; dldn DO an
atom OF good.
I'll tell you about the heifer-One Of the kind
That brother Ephraim gave me, the fall that he
moved out West;
I'm free to own it riled me that Caleb should
She died of convuisions-ac cow that milked fouI
gallons day
But needn't have spoke of turnips, needn't
And said hard things, and limited as if twas al
And III take it all back, parson; that fire sham
| Though the COW was cholod with turnip,
| never had doubt.
! Then there are p'ints of doctrine, and views Of
! future state, IIOfu 10 "diI
! I'm willing to stop discusSin'; we both can af
'Twont bring the millennium sooner, dfsPHn dI
| Although L feel an assurance that mines th'
! But the blessedest truths of the Bible, I've
! learned to think, don t lie
! In the texts we hunt with candle to prove ou
! doctrines by,
But them that come to us in sorrow, and wheI
we're on our knees; go
| So If Caleb won argue on Tree Will, IL IeaN'
alone the DEGREES.
! One notion of Caleb's, parson, seems rathe
misty and dim; word with him
| / wish, if il comes convenient, you'd change
! 1t don't quite stand to reason, and for gospel
! isn't clear [quarrelled here
That folks love better in heaven for having
I've no such expectation; why, parson, if tina
is so Icile folks below
You needn't have worked so faithful to recon
| hold another opinion, and hold it straight ant
square, [peaceable there
Ifs we can't be peaceable here, we won't bt
But there's the request he made-you know it
| parson-about set out
Bein laid under the naples that his own hanC
And me to be laid beside him when my tim
comes to go. strung me sc
AS if-as if-don't mind me; but twas that un
And now that some scales, as we think, hav
fallen from our eyes,
And things brought so to Il crisis have made u
both more wise,
| Why, Caleb says, and so say, till the Lord part
him and me,
Wen love each other better, and try our bes
to agree