Nashville union and American. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1868-1875, 1871-08-05
A SPLENDID POEM.


AsPLENDID POEM.
y There ia a vast deal of tenderness in
this poem, which we are sure cannon tsh
10 touch the hearts of all who appreciate
true sentiment and genuine poetry. II is
full of beautiful pictures, and we are not
certain but that it is superior to Mr..
Carleton's now famous poem, "betsey
and / are out. "
) OUT OF THE OLD HOUSE, NANCY
GIT By WILL n. CARLETON.
o.. of the old house, NanCy-mOved up into the
All the hurry and worry are just as good as
or,v = ho%nasn au.y remains for you and I,
And thats to stand on the doorstep, here, and
, bid the old house goodbye.
what shell we've lived in, these nineteen or
vondsr Il hadn't smashed in and tumbied about
wonder n IS stuck together and answered TIL to-
But every individual log was put up here to st'y.
Things looked rather new, though, when this old
And tbinSs that blossomed you, would'vs made
some women wit
And every other day, then s soon "a DAY Wouid
NV peiEhbor Ager come this way, invItin' me to
"shake."
And Won, for want Of neighbors, was sometimes
For wolves and bears and wildcats was the near
est ones you had;
But lookin' ahead to the clearin', we worked with
0,i a a %as fairly out Of the woods, and things
WAS ROin' right
Look ND there at our new house!-sinf it thing
Tall and big and handsome, and new as new can
All in spnle-pie order, especially the shelves, :,
And never debt to ssy but what ve own It al
ourselves. --
Look AZ our old log house-hcw little IL now ap
But rs Y never gone back on Us, for nineteen OF
An, E sus 70 ' 6acs on IT now, or go to pOkin
Thsrs,s snch a thing as praisin' thing for the
good that it has done.
Probably sou remember how rich We was that
when we was fairly settled, ana had al thing
We felt as proud IS you please, Nancy, ever oul
Rn. WE fseI AZ proud under this Old roof, and ,
god deal prouder, TOO ..
Never :. hsudsOm sr house was seen beneath the
kitchen and parlor and bed-room-we had EN- al
And the fat old wooden clock that We bought wher
Was til fin' away in the corner, there, an dom
its level best.
Trees was all around US, awhisperin' cheering
Loud was the squirrels chatter, AID sweet the
And home rev swester and brighter-our cour
age began to mourn A.,
work appeared 20 count
And here, one night 1t happened, when things
We fell in deep Old quArrel-the first We evel
And when you give out and cried, then Like I
An, then We agreed to rub all out, aud start The
thing agtn.
| Here it was, you remember, we sat when the da!
And you was a maxim clsthin' that 'sasnt fOI
And often item suit word of lsve was soft enough
And The wolves was howlin' in the woods no
twenty yards away. ID
Then our frst-born bsby-a regular little JOY
| ThouSh fretted little, because it wasn't boy
| Want she little dirt, though, with all her pout
whv s1s a came to So, that show, half dozel
miles. O
Youder sat the cradle-a honely' home'mad
And many night rocked it, proy1din' so
! Ana many little squa:ter brought up with us
And so that cradle, for mUy sysar, was nevs
put away. .
How they kept q comm SO cunnin' and fat an
| How they arowed; twas 6 wonder how we foun
room for em all
But though the house was crowded, 1t empt
When Jsnnie Law By the ire-place, thsre, an
moaned her life away.
And right In there, tbs preach or, with Bible an
"rwiz, the dead and the livfn g." and ''hope
twould do US good"
And ,he little white wood coffin the table ther
And now as rub my eyes it see ms as If cOul
see IL yet.
Then, that At of sickness it brought on you, 20
I know;
Just BY thread you hung, and you cen a'mo'
And hsre e the spot tuubled, ar give the Lor
bis due,
When the doctor said the fsvsrd turned, an b
could fetch you through.
Yes, deal has happened, to make this old nous
ohristenins, funerals, wedd,n's-srhat haven't v
had here7
No. log in this bufldin' but its memories hi
| got,
And not nail in this old floor but touches a tel
| der spo'.
on. of the old house, Nancy-noved up into Il
| new;
All the hurry and worry is just as coed I
through;
But tell you a thing right here and that ain
ashamed TO say:
There's precious things in this old house, we new
| can take away.
Here the old house will stand, but not as it stoc
before;
Winds viii wins tie through It And rains viii foe
the floor;
And over the hearth once blazing, the snow Diff
oft will pile, .-
And the old thing will seem to be mournin' Q
the while. a
Fare you we'll. old housed you're nsught that ca
feel or see, -.t
But you seem ike human beipg-a dear oil
friend to me; .
And VS. never will have better home, if n
opinion stands,
Until we commence ksspin' house in the houl
not made with hands.
, | Hi!ledsle, Mich.