Vermont farmer. [volume] (Newport, Orleans County, Vt.) 1870-1877, 1871-10-21
miscellaneous.


I've put my barn. and rubbed their sweay coats
I've fed them heap Of hay and half bushel Of
And to see them eat makes me like eatn' feel,
And Jane won't say tonight that don't meal
Well said the door is locked but here she's left the key
Under the step in place known only to her and
wonder who's dyn' dead, that she's hustled off pell
nell
But here the tables note and probably that will tell
Good God my wife has gone my wife has gone asray
The letter says "Good-bye, for I'm going away;
I've lived with you six months john and far I've been
But I'm going away to-day with hansomer than you"
han'somer than me Why that amt much to say;
There's han'somer than go past here every day.
There's hansomer than mel amt of the handsome
kind
But loviner man than I was guess she'll find
Curse her curse her I say and give my curses wings
May the words of love I've spoke be changed scorpion
stings
Oh, she filed my heart with JOY she empted my heart
doubt
And now, with scratch of pen she's my hearts blood
Curse her her say she' sometime the day
She'll some time learn that hate is game that play
And long before she dies she'll grieve she born
And I'll pillow her grave with hate, and seed 1t down with
As the world goes on here time when she
Will read the devish heart Of that hansomer than
And therell be time when he will find others do,
That she that is false with be the with
And when her grows pale when eyes grow DIM
And when he's tired of her. and when she's tired him.
She'll do what she ought have done, and cody the
cost
And then she'll things what she has lost
And thoughts that asleep will wake up in her mind
And she will and cry for what she has left behind
And maybe she'll sometimes long for me-for me-but
I've botted her out Of my heart and will not have
yet grsh heart there was something or other she
That fastened a man to her and wasn't entirely bad
And she loved little think, although it didn't last
But mustn't think Of these things-Pve buried the
past.
I'll take my hard words back make bad
She'll have trouble enough-she'I not have my curse
But I'll live life square-and well know that
That she always will be sorry that she went with that
han'somer
Ah here her kitchen dress it makes poor eyes blur
1t seems when look at that as twas holdn' her;
And here her weekday Shoes week day
And yonder her wedding gown wonder she didn't take
that
Twas only this morn she and called her dearest
DEAR"
And said was maxim for her a regular paradise here
o God If you want to the pains Of hell,
Before you pitch him In, Just keep him in SPELL
Goodby wish that heaven had severed two apart,
You've lost worshper here-you've crushed heart
I'll worship again but guess I'll to pray,
And knee as you used to kneel before you away
q
And II thought could bring my words heaven bear
And If l thought had some little influence there,
would pray that might be- II 1t only could be so,
As happy and gay as was half an hour ago.
JANE (entering(
Why john what a litter here you've thrown things all
around
Come, what's the matter now and whave you found
And here's my father here, awaiting for supper too;
I've been arding with him-hes that "hansomer man than
YOU"
Ha ha! Pa, take a seat while put the kettle on,
And get things ready for tea my dear old john
Why, john you look strange Come what has crossed