Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1871-12-15
poetry,
IchabOd Green.
BY CHARLES A. DICKINSON.


BY CHARLES A. DICKINSON.
Young Ichabod Green was green Yankee lad.
Helived in the Green Mountain state.
His age was sixteen and the neighbors all said
He was destined to make something great.
He could figure and write respectable hand.
Stood first in his classes at school
In short though unversed in the ways of the world
Young lkey was nobody's TOOL.
:" IN tell ye what tits now" said Ike to himself,
While at work in the meadow one day,
= There's no use in talkin' TO Uncle and Aunt;
They won't hear word that say,
They tell me TO wait till come twenty-one,
And then may go where please;
But till then they want me to work on the farm.
And help to make butter and cheese,
Now I'd like to know how chaps goin' to learn.
Or make any sort of mark,
BY diggin' pertaters and swingin the scythe,
All his lifetime, from sunrise till dark.
In spring and in summer we're driven with work
And 'tisn't much better in fall,
A few weeks in winter is all that we have.
To git any learning at ALL
Now think that learning is good for us all;
And Uncle declares that it amt,
He tells me that I've got enough for my good;
But IN pretty sure that haln't
I will not be hard against Uncle and Aunt
For they we always treated me kind;
But then they are getting along into years,
Their notions are somewhat behind
know it will hurt them if leave the farm,
And sometimes think that III stay
But then comes the thought how much more can
do
With good education in play.
know all the neighbors will hold up their hands.
And call me a shiftless young fool;
But that doesn't matter I've made up my mind -
Next week shall start off for school,
That evening, when Ikey had finished his work.
And seated himself in the door,
He spoke of his scheme to his Uncle and Aunt.
And asked their approval once more.
The worthy old couple looked down on the lad.
And smiled when he mentioned his plan.
" 'Tis silly ideel" said his Aunt, . declare
thought you was more of a man."
!" I'm sorry" said Ikey, !" that you are SO off,
But then, I'm determined to go,
And Uncle depend ont I'll surely come back.
Such man as you'll both like to know.
hope you'll not hate me. or think of me harsh.
Because don't do as You want.
Ills hard, very hard not to please you in this
wish that l could-but l can't.
I'm really not needed to work on the farm.
There's Jamie, and Levi and Fred:
Besides you remember. my mothers last words;-
Let him go if he wants to- she said"
Well well" said his Uncle. since you are so set
| suppose you will go hit or miss
But mind you. shan't give you money to waste,
On any such nonsense as this"
And SO lkey started, bare-tooted and dressed
In his best Sunday trousers and hat,
A hundred long wearisome miles lay before,
But he was not daunted by that
Five dollars in cash and bundle of clothes,
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The bright days of school-life have passed like
dream.
The hard work at college is Ger,
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