The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1875-07-29
From the New York world.l

BY C. T. LANIGAS.
From the New York World.l
f4>,ro 1.-THE DEATH-BED OATH.
1t was some thirty years ago,
An evening calm and red
When a gold haired stripping stool oesloe
His fathers dying bed.
Unto my d sing tones,
And swear eternal vengeance 70
THE accursed race OF Jones.
For why! Just nineteen years ago
A girl sa1 by my SIDE, j. -.
With cheek of rose and breast OF snow
Nv peerless, promised bride.
A viper by the name OF Jones
Came in between US twain.
With hOneyed words he stole away
Nv loved Belinda Jane.
For he was rich and was poor,
And poets ali are stupid
Who feign the God OF Love Is not
Cupidity, but Cupid.
Perchance tits we'll; for, had l wed
That maid of dark brown euris,
You had not been, or been, instead
OF boy, a pair OF girls.
Now, listen to me, Walter Smith;
HE to yon plumber bold,
And thou would st ease my dying PaHs'
His prentice be enrolled.
For Jones has houses many on
The fashiopab squares,
And thou, perchance, mayst be called in
To see to the repairs.
Think on thy fatner ; raVlsHeu 1--WE,
Remember this, the death-bed oath,
Then make out Jones bills!
cANTO 1.-THE YOUNG AVENGER.
Young Walter IS to the plumber gone,
A boy with smut on nose;
Furnace and Garnet sack IN nand,
With the journeyman he goes.
Now grown journeyman himself
In grimy hand he gripes
A candle end, and meath the SINK
Explores the frozen pipes.
His furnace portable he lights
With smoking wads OF news
Papers, and smiles to see within
The pot The solder fuse.
He gives his fiat: ''They are IrOZe
Down about sixteen feet
II you want water ere July,
You must dig mp the street.:
practical Plumber" now IS ne,
As wit0esSs tn his sign.
And ready now Ito undertake
Repairs in any line"
One day a hOusemaid, as he sat
Came CRYING: .sao, Sir smith, Sir Smith.
sir IOnes's pipes is friz!'
He gift hrs aprun round his lo1ns,
His tools took from the shelf,
Ant to the journeyInan he SAID,
"IlI see 70 this myself"
.vyould :" said he, as he drew the bill,
my father were aIlVe!
10 10. OF solder al luc,
Il -.
CAETo III.-THE TRAITORS DOOM.
The Jones had houses many on
me avenues and squares,
And hired the young avenGeI, Snlltn,
To see 10 the repairs.
Anu Smith put faucets in, and cocks,
And me ers, ekes, and taps,
Connections, L joints, sewer pipes,
Basins and wafer traps;
He tore the walls, and ripped the floors,
To reach the pipes beyond,
And excavations in the street
And meath the sid walk yaWneui
and daily, as he entsret up
The items in his book.
Toe plum Der $ race wore serene
And retrospective look.
And Jones would wiring his hands ana cry:
'WOe woe, and utter woe!
All. ne! that taxes should be so high
And rents should be so low
Then he would give the Smith the mouse
Asinstalment on account
of It's repairs. and NOES of hand
For the rest of the amount.
C4NTo Iv.-AvENGED AT LAST.
Now, smith had been for a dozen years
In the practical plumbing line,
And bills of Smith did not grind slow,
And they ground extremely fine.
Terrace by terrace, house by house,
The lands of Jones be toOk,
and heavier still the balance was
Writ in that fatal book.
At last. no property nor cash
Had ne, so did he fail,
AM The avenging plumber locked
I'll n up i a Ludlow Jail.
His heartless creditor ne besought
For mercy in his need;
"Nay ny. no mercy: lie and rot,
Qauth he, lin jaiIlIke Tweed,
FOr have sworn avenged to be
On thee, thy kin and kith;
Remembers. thou Belinda Jane?
/ am tbs son OF SMITH ! -