Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1873-12-04
From 6cribncr'S Monthly.
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(In the Colorado Park, 1881

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Wo,s that your rcadin' ?-a novol2 A novel;
You man grown and boarded and histin'
such stuff rs that i'll
Stuff about gals and their swcetlcartsl No
wonder you're thin as knife.
Look ut me !-clar two hundred-and never
read one in my lifel
That's my opinion O. novels. And cz to their
lynn round here,
They belonged to tho Jcdsc's daughtcr-thc
Jedse who came up last year
On account OF his lungs and tho mountains
and the balsam O. pino and fir
And his daughter-well, she read novels, and
that's what's the matter OF her.
Yet she was sweet on the Jedgo, and stuck by
him day and night,
ghost, all white.
sho wus only slip Of thing, ez light and ez
Ez rifle smoke Blown through the woods, but
slo wasn't my kind-no wayi
Speaking 20, o. s:1s' 1 dye mind that house ez you
A mile and = halt from Whites, and jist above
Nattinsly's mill 2
You do ? Well now, Mars gall What, you
saw her A.? 0, come now, thar, quit
She was Only bedcvIin' you boys, for to me she
~OA NOVsVA OAS OAAs
Now, she's what call a gal-cz pretty and
plump ez quail
Teeth @z white ez hounds. and they'd 90
through tenpenny nail;
Eyes tLat kin snap like o cap. So she asked to
know "whar was hid T.
She did o, it's jist like her sass, for she's
peart as Katy.did.
But what was TALKING of2-O! the Jedgo
and his daughter sho read
Novels tho whole day long, and reckon she
read them abed
And sometimes she read them out loud to the
Jedge on the porch where he sat.
And twas how Sc Lord Augustus" said this,
and Lady Blanche she said that,
But the sickcst Of all that heard. was warn
then they read bout chap,
" Leather. Stocking" by name, and q hunter
chock full o the 6reenest o. sap;
And they asked me to hear, but says, IS Miss
Mabel, not any for me
chap and I shouldn't agree."
Yet somehow.or-other she was always sayin' !
brought her to mind
or folks about whom sho had read, or suthin'
bolike OF thet kind.
And there wern't no end O the names thet silo
give me thet summer up here,
Rooin Hood" " her-Stocking," s'Rob
Roy,"-O, tell you, the critter Was queer.
And yet Of she hadn't been spilled, she was
harmless enough in her wav:
they said thet she knew how to plav
And sho worked mo that ehot-pouch up thar
which the man doesn't live cz kin use,
And sliPpers-you see EN- down yer-ez would
cradle an lnjua's pappoose.
Yot .lonr, n, tl.,so ,,<,.,, ., ~ -
wastln' and mopin' away.
And then she got shy with her tongue, and at
last had moth -, to say.
And whenever happened around, her face it
was hid by book,
And it warn't until she left thet sho give me
And this was the the way it was. It was night
when KEN up here
to 90 for deer
At sun up" the cay they left. So shook
'em all;round by the hand,
Ccpt Mabel. and she was sick, cz they gave
me to understand.
But jist as passed tho house next mornin' at
dawn, some one,
Like 81, !ittls wayer mist. got up on tho hill
Miss Mabel it was, alone-all wrapped in a
mantle ~ lace
And she stood there straight in the road, with
touch y the sun in her face.
And she locked me right in the eye-Id seen
suthin' like it before
When hunted wounded doe to the edge o.
the Clear Lake shore,
And had my knee on it's neck, and list was
raisin' my knife,
got of with It's life.
We arc going to-day" she said, s.and l
thought l would say goodbye
10 you in your OWL house, Luke-thcse woods.
and tho bright blue skyi
You've always been kind to u.s. Luke. and
papa has found you still
As good Us the air he breathes, aud whole
some as Laurel Tree Hill.
And we always think of you, Luke, as the
thing we could not take away;
Inc Daisam that dwclls in the woods, the
rainbow that lives in the spray.
And You II sometimes think Of me, Luke. as
you snow you once used to say,
A rifle smoke blown through tho woods, q mo.
mcnt, but never to stay"
a-su(ldent she tottered and fell,
And caught her sharp by the waist, and held
her q mnit-weil,
1t was only a mint, you know, thct cz cold
aud ez white she lay
w snowflake here on lily breast, and then
well, she melted away
And was gone And thar arc books
but say not any for me-.
Good enough may be for some, but them and
miShtn't agree.
They spilled decent gal OF might hev made
some chap . wife
And look at me !-clsr two huudred-and
mover read ono in my life