The democrat. [volume] (Weston, W. Va.) 1868-1874, 1872-10-07
Thinking Aloud.
ny MiuSoSETTE

Yes, It's bCst I should go awayl I'll leave him
to hOr for while
Forever, mayto-wh carcs2 He'll miss my
old wan smilO,
And perhaps tho hands that have always been
ready to do for him,
but won't bo block in his way l can see,
though my eyes are dim.
Thlrty.two years como autumn I've boon his
own true wife.
wSvo had our dIHcrings sometimes, but nOvOr
sorious strife.
I've worked and planned, and hclpCd him to
all that hO owns to-day,
And hos seemed like part Of mo always, over
since We were children at play.
How happy we wcro that winter We lived in the
little,log.housol
Only two rooms and cellar, but everything
sung rs mouse.
And Noddy, our first, was born there, and
John was 80 glad he cried,
And my heart, II Just ran oTOr with o wifc'san
mothers pride.
10 wrote our friends in Now Hampshire how
well wO wero getting on,
total tho crops he raised, tho best was tho
Little One,
And 1 laughing "a foolish oliwoman-my dull
eyes all allow
Over. a something that happened thirty long
years agol
Tho children hayo grown up and loft us; two
in tho graveyard lie,
Tho othcra havO married and settled. wO'rO
alone agOin-JOhn and I.
And hO loved mo till this bad woman camo hero
to break my heart,
And now It Is beat that leave hIm-bOttor for
us to part
She q wonderful singcr-sho makOs tho old
house rug,
And thOros something about hor reminds mo
ofa wild bird on tho wing,
And her face looks good and honest; yos- In
spite Of her evil ways
For the sNkO Of my dead daughter, I'll say that
much in her praisc.
"Fricndahlp,r / think They call 1t. He wa.
always handsome man,
And he has good learning, aud argues as well
asa lawyer can.
His years cit lightly on him, while l am thin
and gray;
But my spirit is young, and 1t loves him. And
SOL will goaway.
I'll go to my dear old Hampshire IN go to my
mothoragrayC,
And I'll let my sick heart break there In ono
great sObbing wave.
Tho few little years that arc left mo will drag
their season on,
Till death shall come, aud In heaven maybe
I'll find my JOhnl II
1ICrOs shirts and stockingsto last him-pro-
yidlhg never come back;
And Didly will sec to the house. There's moth
ing that ho'll lack
Unless, whom no has his headaches, no may
we'll, he always said
That no medicine ever helped him like my
hands upon his head.
III takO this picture with mo. looks as he
did the day
We stood up in church and wcrC-ohi "wcll
> wiley, what iSto pay'
thought heard you a-cryin'l No, don't yOu
budgO-not an inch b..
Till you tellmO what's tho matter Old wifOy
what is the pinch?
"cryin' over this scarecrow-no wonder look
at his hairl
Plastorcd over his tCmplOsl- -his-well- there
--thGrC-therc-
Ihcard It all my sweetheart, and what an oil
fool I've been,
To let you think Twas travelln' straight to sucl
mcanncss and sini a
"shO's only my brothers daughter, and she
no, you needn't speak,
Shes in love with a decent young follow, ant
will marry him this week.
Brother Tom-you know tho skinalnt-iS dead
SGT against there -thrre-
You shall finish your cry In my bosoml 1hain'
been, dear, quito fair.
"1shouldn't have told you. Dut secrets arc hart
for a woman to kOcpi
know It would fret you, Jancy, and rob yOr
ofnOCdtul sleCpi ia.
'No such thlngF' but, sweetheart, can prov,
lite you, you sec,
For you failed to keep tbs secrct-&e depth Q
your iope for me!n