The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1879-03-28

DO come and bring your lover.
I've a lover too, so tender aud true
Oil gallant youth is he.
On moonlight night when the moon shines
bright,
How charming it will be
To pleasantly walk and pleasantly talk
Or for you two and we
together TO roam where the white waves FOAM
All down by the sounding seal"
Wrote Ann to Jane: THAT visit to Maine
3 Must longer yet delay,
My cousin dear; for soon draws near
My happy wedding day"
More years had flown; much older grown
We're Marys Ann and Jane
still dwelt the first in Boston town,
The second down in Maine.
Q3ut AS the town of Boston stood
80 very far from Maine,
The cousins yet had never met.
Which caused them much pain.)
And once again took Jane her PEN
Dear cousin" now wrote she
Wont you come down from Boston town,
And bring your familyp
Bring oil your girls, with their golden curs,
And their eyes so heavenly blue;
Bring all your boys, with all their noise,
And bring that husband, too.
Toe pretty band that around me stand
Six girls-my hearts delight
They're a. lovely a set as ever you met
And all remarkably bright.
There's a kiss-dont you knowr-that since long
ago
have been keeping warm for you, dear;
scribbled and sent you from here?"
Thus Ann did reply: Alas how canI
Set forth on my travels, dear Janey
I've too many TO take, yet none can forsake,
So sadly at home must remain.
III your Kiss is warm still, pray keep it until
You see me come Jaunting that way.
I've loving kiss too. that's been saving for you
This many and many day."
Time onward ran; now Jane and Ann
Were old and feeble grown:
Idfe's rapid years, mid smiles and tears;
Had swiftly DER them flown.
Thin locks of gray were stroked away
From the worn and wrinkled brow;
Their forms were bent their years were spent,
They were aged women now
Lone, widowed women now.
One young folks all did Aunt Ann call
The other one, Aunt Jane;"
Still dwelt the first in Boston town
The second down in Maine.
{But as the town of Boston stood
So very far from Maine,
'She cousins yet had never met
Which caused them much paint
Sudden one day-one winters day
Aunt Ann said, Il must go
To Cousin Jane, who lives in Maine,
In spite of ice and snow"
why, grandmother dearl This time o. the year,
Oh. what foolish thingi
You are far too old to go in the cold:
We pray you wait till spring.
when the skies are clear, and flowers appear.
And birds begin to sing
- Children said she, don't hinder me.
When smiling spring comes on,
The flowers may bloom around my tomb,
And be dead and gone.
11'm old tits true my days are few:
There lies a reason plain
Against delay If short my stay
must away 10 Maine,
And let these eyes. these mortal eyes
Behold my Cousin jane
AS Amt Jane sits and quietly knits,
Thinking her childhood DER,
The latch is stirred. and next Ia heard
tapping at the door
- Come in" she said and raised her head
10 see who might appear.
an aged dame, who walked quite lame
Said Cousin, 1 am here
I'm here, dear Jane; I've come TO Maine
To take that kiss you know
frhe Kiss, my dear kept for me here
.h'nce that long, long agoi"
I'm g1ad surprise Aunt Jane she cries:
Why, Ann, this be your
Where and oh where is the golden hairS
Are these those eyes of bluef"
And where" Ann said, are your roses aed
And your chubby cheeks. prayY
This, suppose, was the little pug nose;
But the dimples, where theyY
are the dollies up stairs. in the small low chairs
Dressed out so fine and gays
shall we gather flowers in the woodland bowersY
Shall we play that pretty playY
Ana the lover. too. 80 tender and true
Who walked by the light OF the moon
ana the little band that around thee did stand
ARE they gone, all gone so soonY"
They turned their eyes 10 the darkening skies
And the desolate scene below
where the wintry sun sinking down
Behind the waste of snow
AS they spoke with tears of their chiIdhoods vears
And hopes of long ago.
Thus, sitting there. long talk ed the pair
of those they loved that day;
How some were dead, and some were wed
And others far away;
dow some had proved true and of errino ones Who
Had sadly gone astray;
'Of the brides they had dressed with many iest
Though with many a secret sigh;
OF the fair and the brave they had lain in the
grave
Too fair too brave. to diel
Slow fades away the winters day,
It's last faint CLEAN is gone:
Shadows deep DER them creep
But still the tale goes on;
The smiles and tears of buried years
Are smiled and wept again;
And marriage bells and funeral knells
Are mingled In one strain.
And thus, at last, lifetime passed,
The cousins met In Maine.
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