The Portland daily press. [volume] (Portland, Me.) 1862-1921, 1871-09-02
POETRY.
now RETsEY AND Wade UP
BY WILL NJ. CARLhION

BY WILL Nj. OARLEroN.
G;va us vour hand, Mr.. LAWYER: how do you do to-
You drew up that paper-I spose you want your R:S'
ID MT cut down your figures make IL an n ol lin,
f. tbsT ,ere written agreement was just the maxim
COIN home that evenn tell you was blue e,oiu, 10
Thinkin' OF all my troubles, aud what war
And if fU' bosses hadn't been the steadest team
1heyd we tip, ed me over, certain, for o'"iu Se0
where to drive.
ro-tor was laborn' under heas ,la ioau; :, a
I'ol Wa 1a over the path of our lives ag'In,
: nd SEEM where we missed the way, ana where we
might have besn.
1 nd many a corner we'd turned that just to GUAR
hen / ought to we held my temper and driven
straight ahead:
hnd the more thought it over the more these
And the more l struck the opinion that was the
most to blame.
And things that had long forgotten kent risin in
my mind,
oflitt.e matters BEL wiki u.s. where Betsey was good
And these things they flashed all through ma. as YOU
- know things sometimes will
"nen 1eler's alone in the darkness, and every
thing is still.
But" says l. "we're too far along to take another
And when put my hand to the pillow do not oft
turn back:
And faint ansuncommon thing now for couples to
smash in twO;''
And so my teeth together, and vowed I'd see it
through.
When come in sight o. the house twas some'at in
the night,
And just asI turned hilltop see the kitchen
light,
Which often handsome plctur' to hungry person
But don't interest teller much that's gon to pull
up stakes.
And whenI went in the house the table was set for
As good supper's ever saw, or ever want to see;
Ana crammed the agreement down my pocket as
And fell to eatin my victuals, which somehow didn't
taste coed.
But she watched my side coat pocket like cat
would watch a mouse;
And then she went to fooin' little with her cup,
And intently readin newspaper, a-hodin' it wrong
side up.
And when Id done my supper drawed the agree
And give it to her without word for she knowed
And th.n hummed little tune, but now and then
note
Was busted by some animal that hoped up in my
throat.
Then Betsey she got her specs from off the mantle
shelf
And lead he article over quite softly to herself;
Read by little and little, her eyes is &c TIM old
And lawyers writin amt no print, especially when
it's cold.
And after she'd Tread ia little she give my arm a
And kindly said she was afraid was lomin' her too
much;
But when she was through she went for me- her face
a ST eamn' with tears,
And kissed me for the first time il over twenty
years!
don't know what you'll think, Sir-I didn't come
to inquire
But picked up that agreement and stuffed it in the
And told her we'd bury the Ratchet alongside of
And we struck an agreement never to have another
row.
And told her in the future wouldn't speak cross
1t halt the crockery in the house was broken all to
smash;
And she said, in regards to heavin, we'd try and
By startin' branch establishment and runnin' it
here on earth.
And so sat takin' three quarters of the night
And opened our heats to each other until they both
grew light;
And the days when was winnin' her away from SO
many men
Was nothin to that evenin Icourted her over again
Next mornin' an ancient virgin took pains to call on
AAei ana Albumin to kndle
other fuss;
But when she went to plyin' and openin' of old
sores,
My Betsey rose politely, and showed her out-of-
doors.
Since then don't deny but there's been word or
two: -
But we've got our eyes wide open, and know just
what to do;
When one speaks cross the other just meets it with
laugh.
And the first ones ready to give up considerable
more than halt
Maybe you'll think me SOFT Sir, a-talkin' in this
style,
But somehow it does me lots of good to tell it once
in while;
And do it tor compliment-'tis so that Won ca see
Ihat that there written agreement OF yon1s was Just
the maxi n OF me.
somake out your bill, Mr.. Lawyer: don't stop short
ofan X;
Make it more if you want TO- for have got the
chez S.
I'm richer than National Rank, with all its treas
ures told,
For I've It a wie at home now mats worm 1,e1
weight in gold.
-Harper'S Weekly.