Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1878-08-22
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Tie Foreclosure Q: the Mortgage.
Walk right in the settiu' room, Deacon; It's all
in a muddle, YOU zee.
Rot hadu't no heart to right it, 80 I've jest
let every thing be-
% Besides, t'm a-goin' to-motfet-i CAIN iaSe l"
start with the dawn
,na the house won't seem so home-like il it,
all upset and fororn.
sent of, the children this mornin' they both
on EN- begged TO stay.
Rut thought 'twould be easier, meboe, II
was alone to DAY;
For this Was the very DAY beacon Jes' '"'"-
" year ago,
That Caleb and me moved in; 30 | eoulleut
torgii il. You know.
We was 30 busy snd happy wed ben marrl-
ed month before
And caleb could clear the table and brush w
the kitchen floor.
He said wss tired, and he'd help me; but.
law that was always hi> way
Always handy and helpful, and Kind, to the
NcrN las; day
Don't yo,i remember. Deacon, thst winter
broke my arm:
Why. Caleb ,kurse, lclt me. not even to tend
to the farm.
There night and mornin' saw him, a-seitin
50 close to nv bed.
And knew him ~ spiie OF the lever mat maI'
me 80 Wild in my head.
He never did nothin' 10 grit, me-. until he let
me behind
Yes. know. there's no Use IN talkiB. but
somehow il cases my mind.
And he LOT such store 10y gu. Deacon.
needn't tell YOU now.
But unle,- D, had your Judgment. he never
would buy cow
We'll. our cow i gone. and the horse too
poor caleb wss fond Of Jack,
And cried like fool this IDornin' when
looked at the empty rack.
hope he'll he kind. treated iwouid worry
poor Caleb 20
Ifthcm Jone, should whip the cretu1- but
l rose he amt Ike Ia know.
I've been thnkin' It over lately, that when
Mary sickcned and died.
Her fathers sperrit was broken. for she Wa
alus hi pride.
He " amt never 20 CHEEKY he'd smie, but th'
smile wasn't bright.
And he didn't c.ic for The cattle, though once
They a bon hi delight
The neighbor> ali said BE- was ailiu'. and they
tired 10 hint il To me.
They talked Of a chuch-yard cough. but. oh =.
the blind are those who roAi see.
Iu.ycr believed be was go!u' till Jaw him o.
having here dead
There. there don't he anxious. Deacon. !
haven't no tear 10 shed.
I've tried 10 keep things logctheT-Iye ben
slAyln early snc iAie-
But ] couldn't pay the iut'rcst, nor git the farm
work straight.
% Of course I've gone behindhanJ and II thr
farm should sell
For enough 10 pay the mortgage. s'po>'
twill ha doiu' wei.
I've prayed aclnsi all hard fctln., ami to
walk a. a Chri>tisn ought.
But it, harl 90 sec caleb, children turned out
a The I ace he bought;
And rcadjn' that text ia the Bible bout " ID
cw, and orphans. yau know.
can't think ID, folks vii prosper who are
wiiln To see " g.
But there I'm s-keepin' YOU. Deacon. and H.
nigh your time for les.
WoHt IcuMe ertr: No. thank you. | fee
better alone, you -cr.
Beside. couldn't eat n0thin'; whenever I've
tried u to-day
There's somethin' here that chokes ne. I'm
uarvous. / ,'po>e you'll .sv.
I've worked too hArdr' Ne. haven't. Why.
IL work that keeps ne strong;
III cot here thinkin I'm sar;Ain my heart
would break before long.
Not that | care about Lsll'. IL rather be laid
AWAY
In the place I've marked beside Caleb 10 ret
til the Jedgmcnj-dal.
But there's the children 10 think oi-iuai
makes my dOoiy clear.
And III Try 20 f0lltr H. Dcscou though In
tired OF this earthly spcer.
1iood-hy. then. ] ,Aa Mt forgit YOU, nor al the
Kindness you've showed.
Twill hclp to cheer No ;o-mOTrer. a. 20 or
NV lonely road,
For-W hat are you ,AyIn'. Deacon needn't
l.t'r. bought the mortgaso. aud ! can stay
stop Say IL over slow
Jest wait now-lest walt q mInuic-Iil iskc 1t
IL biIneby
That can stay. Why. Deacon. don't know
whist makes me CIV
| haven't no worl> 10 thank you. II CAlct
Was only here.
He'd .ech : head for speAAin, he'd make ny
fcoln's clear.
There. picter in our old Bible Of an auge
from The skies.
And though he hasn't no great coat. snd nc
epectacie- on hi- Cyes.
lie looked lest Ike YOU, Deacon, Wit your
smile 80 good AMI uow.
And whenever see that picter, twill MAKE
me- think Of you.
The children will be 80 happy. Why. Debbs
will, mot 20 wild;
She freited 20 much 81 leay!u her gAEding be
hind. poor child
And. law / M glad s. Debby. 4 only fol
icst one thing
Nol- l can tend tie posies planted there las
spring
on Caleb, grave be loved the flowers. and d
seems a. ei he'll know
They're a-bioomin' all around him while he,
slecpin' there below
Mrs. L T. COHBETT. 10 HIrggr's Maya
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