Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1874-07-23
THAT BABY In TUsCALuo.

ana nacg IL nlnu the door.
What i've whole days on the journey,
Comm by boat and car?
Good gracious who'd have thought Jennie
Could ever live so far
Away from the Youghiogheny,
The farm and the mountain blue;
Wouldn't believed it of her,
And that's 'twixt me and you.
You say she's not very lonely;
Then she don't feel the worst.
What Jennie has got baby?
You should have said that first
And now please repeat 1t over;
can't believe my ear;
just think nv Jennie a mothor,
Pshaw, nowl what's this-a tear?
Here, Jack, run off to the kitchen,
Tell mother To come quick,
Let the bakin go to thunder,
Let her not strike lick
Till she hears the news from Kansas;
Twill make ser very vain.
So you knew the little ones mother?
Your hand we'll shake again.
Perhaps you think me foolish
For maxim such a row;
But you must excuse an old man
Mind I'm a grandpa now.
Well, well, how the years slip by US,
Silent and swift and sly;
For all the world like the white clouds
Adrift in a summer sky
Bat only IN this they differ
We're going with the years
Into the harbor of old age,
Up TO the silent piers,
Where each may discharge his burden
And furl his wrinklsd sail,
And thank the Heavenly Master
Who saved him through the gale.
But what is the use in tslkin-
I'm just Dustin with joy;
1 believe could whoop like an InjunI
Aud you tell RE it's q boy,
And she called him for her father?
You see. she don't forget
The old man who used to nurse her
And play "peep7 with his pet"
Stranger. your story has called mp
night, long, long ago;
The night came to this mountain
Through binding vreaths of snow.
We came in n COnestOga-
Only my wife and L;
She but the bride Of twelvemonth,
Slender and coy and shy.
We started in shinin' weather;
But then il blew up cold,
And the snow fell thick and heavy,
And down the mountain rolled
In drifts as big as the wagon;
All, sir, that was a storm.
Each tree was q. cked of in feathers,
Pretty, but not so warm
The snow kind of stopped our motion,
Night hedged us all about.
And then | began TO wonder
How we'd weather il out.
just then, as my luck would have il,
Jane said she felt quite queer;
Can you dream how L felt then, sir.
And not q woman near.
The wind moaned among the branches,
Thought il would pierce me through
Said /, a Jane. there's but one of me
My coat may save YOU two"
She cried aud refused to take it
Man-like had my way;
Then on that mountain knelt down,
And oh, how did pray!
Prayed for the night TO be over,
Prayed for a human form.
PRAYED for the Father to shelter
Ny pride and hope from harm.
think He bent down TO listen,
For, way up there on high,
Angels came out With little lamps
And hung them in the sky.
] cracked the whip over RosiD,
Told Jim to get along,
And then, with q rush, we started
broke into a song:
Not that felt much ike singin',
But had Oft N beard
Women in James way were skeery,
So sung like a bird.
Well, I reached This place 'bou. midnight,
And thanked God with a smile:
Then ran 10 the nearest neighbor-
And that wss half mile.
At the door I kicked and pounded,
And made my troubles known
You can bet your bottom dollar
i didn't come back alone.
The women folks brilt a tre,
And stood ont in the hall,
And there 7 shiver-d and trembled
Until there came squat;
It wasn't much of . holler,
But then il gave me a start,
And ever since that blest moment
I've had bigger heart.
But, shaw, let us change the subject,
You are tco young a man
To grasp such delicate questions,
Or yet To unders.an';
So III not bother you further
Bout Jennie's bsbyhood:
But, anyhow. this 1 triH say,
She was pretty and good.
What's the use keepin' secret?
She married 'gainst our win
A lad by tie name of Jackson,
Whose fa.aer kept the mill.
thought him too young and shiftless,
Though he was hiS and strong,
And told my daughter, kindly,
He'd never get along.
I'll not soon forget her answer,
'rws spDkrn like queen;
Said she. = Will take chances,
Whatever comes between
What said don remember,
Ny anger did the rest.
And that highs Jennie and Jackson
Left for the distant West.
No one cen tell what suffered
Iwalkei around al dav
With face as white rs chalk. sir,
And tried but could not pray.
Now n man can't reach his Maker
With heart 80 full of scorn
Against an honest feliow-man
Who for some good was born.
You ask did I forgive Jennie?
My prec Gus little kid.
Big tears swept away my hate, sir
Forgive? of course did.
Git out |, do you think Tiu crazy?
Bill wasn't half 80 tall:
Had = scar where Jake Hill hit him
For biLin' brother Paul.
Yes. under tire beard, by lingo,
Forgive the words I sed
When you and Jennie were courtin'
And after you were wed.
wish was nut in Kansas
One day in Tu-cIloo;
bslevr I'd eat that baby
That's inst what scoEld do.
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