Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1874-12-24
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NEIGHBORS.
BY e. E. BExFoRD.

comm mere 10 Tea.
Miss Perkins, is it? Deary me!
I'druther hear it thunder!
She's GllasS round tattIin'!
What brought her here, wonder?
hope she's only come to call,
Don't ask her, dear, to stay;
For ef we urged her hard enough,
She'd aerer go away
Ofall the tattlin' set | know,
Miss Perkins beats 'em holler;
She's comm here to spy around,
Pll bet silver dollar!
She's got the old silk bunnit on
It's older than the hills,
An really looks ridiculous
All ruffles. tucks, and frills!
Good gracious me! she's cot her work;
I'll hev to git my knittin'.
l s'pose you knew Bill Smith had give
Her darter Ann the mittin?
Come in! Miss Perkins, IS that you?
Pm desperate glad you've come,
For, as l sed to Betsy Jane,
The house seems awful dumb.
Miss Perkins take the rockinr-cheer,
An, Betsy, take her bunnit.
Be sure you put it where the flies
And dust won't get upon it.
Sez l. not half an hour ago,
Sez l to Betsy Jane,
l wonder where Mlss Perkins is p.
Here, Betsy, hand that sken-
Sez |, l hope she'll come to-day,
If nothin's up to hinder,
She's comm now, sez Betsy Jane
a lookin' out the winder.
Miss Perkins, take pinch O. snuff,
AM tell me all the news;
haven't heerd 'em in so long
I've almost had the blues.
Miss JUhnson's got new silk dress?
Miss Perkins! wall, nevert
l wonder if she really thinks
Her money'lllast forever?
Miss Perkins, yes! was at church,
Now, wait you glad to hear
The preacher preached SO plain on dress
1t hit some folks so clear.
Miss PrimI ose co!ored like beet
You know she wore leather
Ar Sary Grimes was dr(iL mad!
1t hit 'em both together
1 wonder if Squire Pettibone
Hain't got bran' new wig
l really do dislike that man
II feels so awful big
You see him walkin' t'otber night
A ong with Kath'rine Snyders
Miss Perkins, tharil make match
I'll bet a pint o. cider.
The deacon's son is waitin' on
Miss Grimes cousin Rose2
Why, no! hadn't heard 70 that,
What for, do you suppose?
/ hardly think he'll marry her;
His father wont be willin',
She's just as poor as poor can b,-
She isn't worth Shillin'.
The doctors wife has got boy?
Wall, now, that's somethin' new;
| s'pose she'll name it arter him,
should, am shouldn't you?
OF course you knew Mariar Smith
Had named her darter Lilly,
I'd name her Cabbage Hollyhock
That amt one bit more silly.
Miss Perkins, what! Miss Blodgett lets
Her girls play plays dn' dance?
Well, | declare, that takes me down,
An beats the whole o. Francel
| know one thing-my Betsy Jane
Don't help 'em in theiY doin'S,
l might as well jest pint her to
The narrer road TO ruin.
Miss Perkins, have you heard about,
That fuss with Peleg Brown?
You hain't2 Why, goodness gracious me
It's all about tbs town.
They think he cheats his customers
a sellin saaratus
An say they ketched his youngest SON
A steain' green tomatoes.
OF course you've heerd the talk that's
round
About the Widow Hatch ?
They say she's after Thomas Sweet,
An that twill be a match.
Her husban' hain't been dead six months,
An now she wants another,
She'd never be my darter- in law
If was Thomas Mother!
Hev heard of the weddin' No
Who, underneath the sun
John Wait and Huldy Robinson
Miss Perkins, you're in fun
Why he's as much as tifty-twO,
AM IIuldy isn't twenty;
But then-we knrw the reason why
The old TOOLS cash is plenty !
Miss Perkins, lay your work aside
how, c1r oyf
This cake of Betsy James is Gice;
Jest try piece an see.
/ used to like to cook an bake,
An | knew how to do it,
AM Betsy Jane shall learn it tn,
I'll eddcate her through it.
Miss Perkins, are you goin' now?
One thing I'd like to know
Co. bring her bonnit, Betsy Jane
That's why you hurry so.
Your bunnit's jest as nice as new;
Iswan it's right in fashion
Them ruifles an these gathers here
Are really very dashin'.
Oh, yes, Miss Perkins | shall come,
You must come down agan.
You havn't been here in so long,
1t really is a sin.
Good alternoon--yes, Betsy Jane
Shall come and see your darter,
There has she gone ? resIy hope
She got what she was arter
In all my life never did
See such tattlin critter!
They'd ought TO call her ScandalbOpes
I'm sure the name 'ud fit her.
l s'pose | must return her call
But wasn't sociable at all.
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