The Baltimore County union., 1883-05-19

Luke, an Old Favorito the Coiorad
Park, iB73-On tho Wings OF Song.

Park. iB73-On tho Wings OF Song.
wOts that you're Teadin' IA novel; A nevsi--
You msn grown aud bearded, aud histu' sash
stuff ca that in
s,uf about gals and their sweeihearts. No ssn.
der you're thin ca u knife.
Look at mo ,-ciar two hundred aud never Eead
ono In my life
That's my opinion Of novels. And ca 10 thsr
lyin' round heTc,
They belonged 10 the Jedgc's daughter-the Je3ge
who came up last year
| I'm account of his lungs. and the mountains, and
the baisam % pine and Or;
And his daughter she read novelg, sad
that's what's the matter with her.
Ys, she was sweet on the Jedge. aud stuck b tim
day aud night.
Alone in the cabin up yer-iill she grew iiis =
ghost, all white.
She Was only q clip Of thing. en light and % np
and away
| Ia tihe smoke blown through the woods bat the
wasn't my kind-no way
Speaking o gai,-d d'Jo mind that house ss you
rise the hill.
mil: and hall l,sS wli's.. and ", slos.
You dog Well. nov. thar. u gal What. you cav
herr oh, como nov, thar quit
She was only bedeV'lin' you boys, for 10 mo she
don cotton one bit.
Bu, wha, was iaikin' of1 -, the Jedsc aud his
daughter she read
| Novels the wholc day long, aud reckon sho read
them ahrd
| Aud sometimes shc read them cut loud 10 the
Jedgc On the porch were ho sat.
Aud twas how "iori Augustus" said this. ahd
how Lady blanche" she said that.
Hut tho scks,, Of all that hserd. was yarn that
they read bout chap,
Leather stocking" by name. and - hunter chock
fall % the gTecnest - sap;
And they asked the o. hear but sayr "Miss
Mabel. not any for me
When likes hin sling INV own lies. aud that
| chap aud I shouldn't agree"
Yet somehow OF other she Wa alWay- sayis I
| brought hcT o. mind
of f,ik- about whom she had read. OF sathin' be-
like OF tibet Mind.
| Ani thar warn't no enl - the names that ,he
| gASa that summer up here.
robin Hood. Leather stocking" ""Rob Roy"
Oh, tell you, the cTitter was queer.
Aud vet cf she hadn't been spilled, she was harm.
less enough in her way
She could jabber in French to her dad. and they
| said that she knew how 10 play,
And shs worked me that shoi.pouch up thar
which the man doesn't liv ga Kin use.
And slippers-yOu see cm down yer-eE would
cradle an injin papoose.
Yet along o them novels, you see, shc was wa,tin
and mopin' away.
! AMI then she got by With her tongue. aud at last
had nothin' 10 say
And whenever happened around. her face il was
hid by book,
| Aad IL warnt until she left that she gave the "a
| much ca a look.
| Aud th. was the way II was: II was night when
| ken up here
To say 10 EN- all goodbye" for I reckoned to 70
| for deer
Al ".un up" the day they left. So I shook sH
| all By the hand.
'Cept Mable. and she was .iek, eI they gave me Il
understand.
Bat jus, eI | passed the house mex, morning al
Like a little waver - mist. got up on the hill with
the sun;
Mi. Mabal it was. alone-all wrapped in man
tie o. lace
And she stood there siraish, in the road. with
touch o the sun in her face.
And she looked INC right i. the eyed seer
! rathin' ukc II before
| when hunted u wounded doe 10 the edge o th'
Clear Lake shore.
Aud had my knee on is neck, and jist was rasin
my knife
When IL gave me look like that-well. IL 90, Of
with its life.
ave are going to.day." she .aid "and thought
would say goodbye
| To- you In your own house. Luke-these woodi
and the bright blue Ky
! You've always been kind 20 u. Luke, and paps
has found you still
| A. good az the air he brsathes, and wholesome Al
Laurel Tree Hill.
| "Ani we'll always think of you. Luke, az ih'
| thing We could not take away
| The bai.am that dwclls In the woods. the rainbov
| that lives in the spray.
| And youll sometimes think of me, Luke. a. yOt
know you once used 90 sar.
A riae-smoke blosn through the woods. momen,
bat never 10 stay"
And then We shook hands. She turned. but
sudden she totterei and fell.
And ! caught her sharp by the waist. and helt
her mint
II was only mint, you know. that eE cold ant
eE white shc lay
Ia a snoWGakc here On my breast, and then well
shc melted away
And vas gone. Aud thar are her books
but says not sny for me.
Good enough may be for some. bu, them aud
mightnt agree.
They spilei a decen, gal er nigh, hev made SON
chap wife;
And look At me ,-ciar two hundrei-and neye
read one IN my life