The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1883-12-08

wild cry.
Deponent saith she was snug and warm
In Il lang gray cloak and comforter too,
/ hat uvL q ir-aIh al The wind ."nid harm.
y" ,rarI-r how high aud chill it blew:
Thai she thought she was walhin. all alone,
As shs grumbied q! money an,! Lis AMI
that;
But she suddenly saw, with his hand to his
ear,
And his head bent forward as if he would
hear,
His coat was rel,
And so was his head;
His stockings were red, and his breeches
And shriller far than the wind, and
higher,
He spoke in a voice Az thin as a wire,
And sharp and keen as the point of pin
Oh, Charity Greene, oh, whittier so fast ?
Why turn away when you've found at last
Whe can lift the weight of your load of
care?
Oh, stay! oh, stay.
Oh, tarry, I pray
And listen to what l have to say.
Eli ease the troubles in your hard case,
For every morning your hen shall lay
A golden egg, from this very day.
Then he skipped and danced in "a wanton
And grnned all over his sharp, shrewd
face.
The wind shrickei out more Wild and
shrill;
Dame Charity's cloak few over her
head.
She struggled and twisted and turned
She had freed herself: she stood on the
Alone. The stranger in red
Had fled.
Nov it Is shown what cometh Of evil communion
with that which is not of goodly naturel
The next morn, so the deponent said,
After the one all clad in red
Had spoken to her in this strange way,
The specified hen, in the clubhouse shed,
Cackled as though it would wake the dead
So putting her knitting and yarn away,
She went to find where the fresh egg lay
A beam Of light like misty bar
Reached through knot hole smooth and
round,
As though it leaned from the wall to the
ground,
Where it shivered and broke in a blaze o,
light.
And shattered amid the lumber old.
There, near by, was the strangest sight
That ever was thought of, or seen, OF
told;
For amongst the straw, Ike blazing star
In the dusky light, lay an egg of gold.
The dame stood stark, as Though shot will
bullet,
At the sight she saw in the nest of the pulle
From that which followeth may be seen. how
ever, those things which we most desire hav
their btterness.l
All day she walked in daze,
And her soul was wrapped in amaze
At the thing which the hen had done
And at night, when she went to bed,
The thoughts so skipped in her head,
Each jostling the other one,
That she'd meier caught a wink of slice
When the daylight began to peep,
And the little birds began to sing
| AT the waking up of everything.
For now that such wealth untold
Was Matched from an egg Of gold,
She bethought her of what to say
| To her gossiping cronies when
She should tell of the golden hen
That was blessed in no godly way.
Likewise not thought was found,
| Though she chased all her wits around
To tell her of how the egg of gold
| Could be taken to Boston Town and sold
| But still her wits danced around,
When shrill and piercing sound
Stabbed straight through the hush like
| knife.
| A scream, q clatter, a shrieking
| As though fifty imps were squeaking
And yelling and fighting for life.
| Out of her bed she tum bled,
And out of the house she bundled,
With never q limp of her rheumatic leg.
She opened the door of the Clubhouse whe
She found the hen
Had been at it again,
Fer there lay another bright golden egg.
Another day passed by, and then
Came another egg from the speckled hen.
A week passed by, and every day
A golden egg was put away.
eally that which is Ill gotten, weigheth dow
the heart
She filled a barrel, she filled bag;
She hid them back of the four.post bed.
The hen kept on with never lag
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