Western Reserve chronicle. [volume] (Warren, Ohio) 1855-1921, 1871-05-24
The CHRONICLE.
OUT OF THE OLD HOUSE, NANCY.
FARM BALLAD.
ny WILL. y. cARLEroN.

by WILL N. CARLETON.
Out OF the old house Sancy-moved up in
All the hurry and worry are just as good as
Only a bounden duty remains for you and !,
And that's to stand on the doorstep, and
bid the old house goodbye.
What shell we've lived in these nineteen
or twenty years!
Wonder 1t hadn't smashed IN and tumbled
Wonder It stuck together and answered TIL
But every Individual log was put up here to
stay.
Things looked rather new, though. when this
old house was built.
| And things that blossomed YOU. would'ye
made some women witt:
And every other day. as sure as day would
Ny neighbor .Ager come this way, invitIn'
me 70 shake"
And you, fol want OF neighbOrs, was some
times blue and sad,
For wolves and bears and wild cats was the
nearest ones you had;
But loOkin' ahead 70 the clearin'. we worked
with all our might,
things was goin' right.
Look up there at our new hOuse!-ain't It a
Tall and Big and handsome, and as new as
All in apple-ple order, especially the shelves,
And never a debt TO say but what we own IL
all ourselves?
Look at our old log house-hOw little 1t now
But It's never gone back on us, for nineteen
or twenty years;
An won't 60 back on It now, or go to Po-
There's such 4 thing as praisin' thing for
the good that it has done.
Probably you remember how rich we was
When We was fairly settled, an had things
snug and uEhts
We felt as proud as you please, Nancy, over
Blu, we S fei ps as proud t under old rOof and
good deal pfOuder too.
Never handsomsr house wss seen beneath
the sun,
Kitchen aud parloF and bsd-rOom-we had
em all in one;
And the fat old wooden clock that We bought
when we come West,
Was tickin' away In the corner, there and
dOin' its level best.
Trees was all around Us, a whisPerin' cheer
ing words.
Loud was the squirrels chatteT, and sweet
And home grew sEeeter and brlghter-Our
courage began TO mount
And things looked hearty and happy. then,
and work APPEARED 20 count
And here, one night, it happened. when
things was ROln' bad,
We fen ~ deep old qnarrel-the frst We
And when you give out and cried. then I
like fool give In.
An then we agreed to rub out, and start the
thing ag'in.
Here Il was, you remember. we sat when
the day was done,
And you was a maxim clothing EhGt ,rasaf
And often son word of love, was soft
And the wolves was 'howiin' in the woods not
twenty rods away.
Then. our frst-bOrn baby-a regular little
Though fretted a little. because It wasn't a
boy;
Why. settlers some to see that show. half
edozen mAleA
Yondef sat TIE cradle-a homely. home
And many night rocked it, prOvidln' you
And many a Hisissquattsr brought up with
And so that s-adle. for many q year. was
never put away.
How they kept q comm. 50 cunnin' and fat
How they groEedl twas 3 wonder now we
found room for 'em all:
But though the house was crowded, IL emp
when Jennie lay by the nre-plaee. there.
aud moened her life away
And right IN there. the preacher. with Bible
nj hnrH Hrrrf All
/" 'Twixt the dad and the living, and hoped
'tWould dous good"
And the little WhiteWoOd coffin on the table
And nov as Tru6 my eyes It seems SIS II
could see II yet.
Then, that fit of sickness It brought on you,
Just By a thread you hung, and you cen
Almost let 20;
And here 6 he spot Itumbled, an give the
Lord his due,
When the doctor said the fever'd turned,
an he cOnld fetch you through.
Yes, q deal has happened to make this old
ChristSnin's, funerals, weddin's-vhat hav-
Not a log in this buiidin' but Its memories
And not nan n this old floor but touehesa
tender spot.
Out Of the old h0use, Nancy-moved up into /
All the hurry and worry is just as good as
through
But ] tell yon thing right here, that ain't /
ashamed 70 say:
There's precious things in this old house, we
never can take away.
Here the old house viii stand, but not as 1t 4
stood before;
Winds will whistle through Il and rains will ]
flood the door;
And over the hearth once blazing, the snow 4
drifts on will pile,
all the while.
Fare you well. old house. you're nauEht that
can feed or see,
But You seem ike q human beIng-s dear J
old friend 70 me:
And we never viii have q better home, II nv .
opinion stands,
Until we commence keepin' mouse IN tue Z
house not made with hands. I