Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1871-07-01
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OUT OF THE OLD HOUSE, NANCY
By WILL. NJ. CARLETON,

Out of tho old house, Nancy-moved up into tn
All the hurry and worry are just as good a
through
Only bounden duty remains for you and ]
And that's to stand on the doorstep, here. an
bid the old house goodbye,
What shell we've lived IN these nineteen o
twenty years!
Wonder it hadn't smashed in and tumbled abou
| our ears:
Wonder it stuck together and answered till to
| day,
But every individual log was put up here to stay
Things looked rather new, though, when this ol(
| house was built,
And things that blossomed you, would've mad
| some women wilt
And every other day, then, as sure as day woult
My neghbor Ager come this way, invitin' rne tc
''shake."
And you, for want of neighbors, was sometimes
blue and sad,
For wolves and bears and wildcats was the near.
est ones you had;
But, lookin' ahead to the clearin,' We worked
with all our might,
Until we was fairly out of the woods, and things
was goin' right.
Look up there at our new house l-ain't it a thing
to seei
Tall and big and handsome, and new as new can
be;
All in apple-pie order, especially the shelves,
And never n debt to say but what we own it, ali
ourselves.
Look at our old log house--how little it now ap-
pears
But it's never gone back on us, for nineteen or
twenty years;
AM won't 20 back OH II now, or 20 to pokin'
fun,
There's such thing us prasin' thing for tho
good that it has done.
night,
When we was fairly settled, an had things snug
and tight:
We feel as proud as you please, Nancy, over our
house that's new,
But we feel as prold under this old roof, and q
good deal proader too.
Never handsomer house was seen beneath the
sun,
Kitchen and parlor and bed-room-we had 'cm
all in one;
And the fat old wooden clock, that we bought
when VIC come West,
Was tickin' away in tho corner, there, aud don'
its level best.
Trees was all around us, u whisperin' cheering
words,
Loud was the squirrels chatter, and sweet the
songs of birds;
And home grew sweeter and brightcr-our cour-
age began 10 mount
And things looked hearty and happy, then, and
work appeared to count
And here, one night, it happened, when things
We fell in deep old quarrel-tho first VIC ever
had 81;
thing ag'in.
Here it was, you remember, we sat whom the dav
And YOU was a maxim clothing that CaSn't for
And often soft word of love was soft enough
to say, $780,.
And the wolves was howlin' in the woods not
twenty rods away.
Then our first-born Saby-a regular little joy
Though fretted little, because it wasn't
boy; , st, ~
pouts and smilcif
Why, settlers come to sec that show hal
dozen miles.
Yonder sat the crdle-a homely, homemade
thing; -
And many a nign rocked it, providin' you
would sing; ,
And many little suatter brought up Win US 10
stay, - - .,,.
pnt away.
How they kept a omin', so cunnin' and fat and
small! - ...,
But. though the louse was crowded, 1t empty
seemed that dy
, When Jennie lay by the fireplace, there, and
moaned her lii away.
And right in there, ths preacher, with Bible and
hymn-book, stood
"'Twixt tho dead ant tho living" and chopped
! 'twuuld do us gooi,"
And the little whitewod CONN on 'hc '"o'e 'ne'o
And now, as rub myyes, it seems as If could
| see II yet.
Then, that tit Of sieknss it brought on you' you
Just by thread youlung, and you e'en almost
Aud here Is the spot. tumblcd, an give the Lord
his due, -, -.
When the doctor sad the feyerd tnrned' IN ho
could fetch yorthrongh'
yes n deal happen,d 10 mako tlls Old house deari
Cbristenn's. nineras, weddin's-what haven't
we idS naG IN nS s bundl' but its memories has
And not not nail in this old door but touches ten
de~pot'
ou,If the old house, Naney-moved up into the
Il the hurry aud worry Is Just as good as through
lBut tell you thing right here, that amt
ashamed To sayi
There's precious things In this old house, Nc new
or can take away.
Here the old house will stand, but not us II stood
| before
Winds will whistle through ii and rains will aOOI
| tho hOor
| And over the hearth, once blazing, the snow
| drifts OF will pile,
Aud the Old things will seem TO be uioursln al
| the while,
Pare you well, old house ySa'fe naughl that eai
/ feel or see,
Bat yoa seeln Ike human belng-a dear OIL,
| frlend IA unei
Aud NC never will have better hous, II ~!
| oplnlon stands,
uRtilNs eomiasnee keepln' house Ia the housl
nOt ulade alth hands,
-G0lsdo bla.is
gales y shsisbss,