Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1882-04-22
Waiting.

ticking slow;
The sun shines in across the room. Just see the
can't remember half OF them who nod so pleas
antiy.
The little English sparrows fit In the lilac bush
outside,
like to watch the busy things There's one that
To break a string the children tied around a
branch one day;
How hard he pulls it with hts beakl Now he has
hoWn away.
So it was fifty years ago! It doesn't seem SO
I've felt my age more this last year, ana yet Pm
pretty strong.
dont.,o much about the house, but still know
knew as well what's going on as Jane or any
one.
Jane frets me dreadfully sometimes and yet she's
always kind,
She helps me when there's no need and has ne on
She needn't think Pm past all use or that I'm like
To fall;
I've never missed my footing yet, though I'm so
old and all
But things don't seem to take my mind that
happen nowadays.
like the forxs used to know; 1 keep old-fash-
ioned ways;
Tread the Ps tlns and Book OF John and Ind them
And can knit, but can't sew same as used to
The young folks think they understand just how
to manage life;
We old folks PITY them; we've learnt Its change
Life Is a fight tell you plain. it doesn't come to
Just as you want to have it come or Just as you
II you'd foretold me how it's been through all
should have been discouraged ana had no lack OF
Ana ,,,;shaS o,,,-s H., ,>-,, 49,. a., 49,.
how Eve had strength
That's come to Inc with every day all through my
whole LIES length.
/ started fair my wedding day, for my dear man
And always pleasant spoken; we were mostly Of
or course we had our falnngs out but nothing that
1t always was my fault, for was young and
spoke 300 last
And John; you see, was older by some ten years
At 1lrst I was afraid Of him when we kept COM
pany.
He was sort Of man on whom you felt you could
But very quiet m his ways His mother was
Friend.
My hardesttitne was when he died. 1t seemed 10
me twas wrong
As best ! coali, with little means and all my
Children small.
Just when we seemed to see orr way and get
But God knows best. II it had been my life had
suited me;
If had had an easy time, and not known pov-
ery,
rshoqli have been Eighty thing without bit of
turned my hand to everytaing-to knit or build
fence.
There weren't the folks to call on then that
could get today,
For help was scarce the farms were few, and I'd
no means to pay.
went TO work with all my might and tried my
home To keep,
But can tell you many night I've cried myself
to sleep.
know the Lord has prospered me. Eve done the
And Ive stood in my lot and place as anybody
should.
The farmland some folks would have sold held,
Some day twould be good property, and all my
hopes come true.
I've parted with it piece by piece-you see the
town has grown,
Just as John always said 1t would. If other folks
And had tae foresight that he hadl Instead Of
How i should never get along unless the farm was
sold.
My boys grew fast and soon took hold, and then
For all the money they had cost they soon brought
back again;
And like busy hive OF bees we were from morn
till night;
We had our health, the Lord be thanked and that
made work seem light
The children all have settled down in good homes
o. their own,
Excepting Jane, and but for her should be left
alone;
She had her chances too, but then she's not the
marrying kind
couldn't do without her now, Pm glad She stayed
behind.
Pm glad I'm mistress OF my house; the children
often say
must break up. and Jane and 1 were better of
to stay
With some of them, for Pm so old and James not
But won't listen to their plans; rve made my
own too long.
My life seems like book that's read and put up on
used to be a hurrying round; don't feel like
Sometimes I'm tired of keeping still, want to be
1 see so many things to do and don't like to
sh1rk.
used to have to toll and plan, and now have to
Wait, =
And l suppose mustn't fret, but in a future
shall be sure to find my place and be some use
again,
For there we still shall serve the Iord--the Scrip
ture says it plain.
So it's my golden wedding day, though we've been
For forty years. and yet John knows that he has
kept my heart,
And know that he looks for me and waits for
Ive tried to do the best could-and here or there
It's home!
SARAH O. JEwErr.