Crawford avalanche. (Grayling, Mich.) 1879-19??, 1892-01-14

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An looikIn' at 'em makes me wish at was
young again
The districk school why down the lane, TO
witch used 70 go.
MY feelin's wen found at my mustash war
The big pertracted meetin's, the speIlin'
schools. an all
The hifalutin' fun we had athu'kin's In the
fall.
An one especial memory -ever KIN for
GET
Wen I play Romeo an Jane war
Juliet
A trup o real piay-actors come TO Milton in
the hack.
An nndin' nary tavern talked o hooan' OF
But pap allowed Of they would come to our
house he might
Mako out 70 feed 'em decent an TO keep 'em
over night
They fixed the scbool-house mighty nice
with striped calico,
An everybody lowed twas goin' TO be q
master show.
An jest fur heIpin' of 'em tote their bag
gage down the lane,
got permission tickets-one fur me an one
fur Jane. tf
Twas X .meo an Juliet they acted an
wear
Some % their strange prodicamentsI'd raise
a body's hair,
An me an Jane jest sot there sayin'
sMercyip an rGood Landsln
An overtime they'd hug an kiss we'd
squeeze each others hands.
We larfed an sighed an cuddled NJ, an
wiped each others tears,
An wished to gosh the play'd last fur half
dozen years
wy, every nerve about me seemed jest like
a squeaky shoe,
An Jane allowed w'ilo walkin' hum she felt
Jest that way too.
We couldn't talk o. nothin' else the hull
mex liyelong day,
But Romeo an Juliet; l swear that purity
play
Jest TUX away my appetite. an Jane she
'peared TO be
A sufferin' with the malady as violent as
me.
Her house fined ours, an nam she said she
didn't see no sense
In us talkin' that fur hours acrost the
backyard fence
We didn't pay no 'tention, but jest let 'er
scold an fret
We thought o. nothin' else but Romeo an
Juliet
ses Jane to me mex Sunday night: ssup-
pose we try TO act"-
A pleasin' proposition Immediately
backed;
S'Twould be uncommon NICE" said. @but
/ don't hardly Guess
'Twould be nigh half way material 'ithout
the pro Der dressn
But Jane she said she had Ian fur put
tin things to'rights,
She'd git her pap's bes' cotton drawers fur
me 10 wear fur tights,
An she'd a shimmy Chris mas gift she got
from brother John.
AT looked as purity as the dress at Juliet
had on.
Into the spare bedroom / went, an Jane
she v emit TO her'n,
The sleepin' OF folks onawares o. what was
then occur'n,
An into them knit drawers slid as easy
as you please,
About mile to- big fur me. an baggy at
the knees
twined "a comfort 'roun' my waist to rep
resent "a SASH
An put han 'kchief on my head at cost
dollar cash,
An peepin' I'm the lookin'-glass the 6gger
tat see,
Looked jest bout half like Romeo an
t'other half like me-
/ sneaked back to the sittin' room, an
thar stood Jane, as white
AS any ghost tn It ever walked the grave
yard after night
Her shimmy dress war mighty nice, 'ithout
IA spot or speck,
All fringed around the down stairs part
an 'broidered round the neck.
10, R-r-r- romeo" she sorter squawked. her
eyes turning wrong side out.
you ever doubt?"
awe nary dou5t.n said. an put one arm
her waist aroun'-
The Cother hand was keepIn' them burned
drawers from slippin' down.
We fixed three wooden kitchen chairs fur
sort o. balcony,
An Jane got up like Juliet to make love
down 10 me.
An leanin' over fur about the twenty
=.
She lest her equilil erum in thinkin' OF her
b ISIS!
Thar came a crash, an mashed down her
mothers rockin' chair,
An Jane she stood right on her head a
kickin' In the air,
An right in the confusion came her paps
arousin' shout:
aIde like ter know wat In the blank that
noise ar all about"
just about like US.
An gazed witk eyes as big as chiny sassers
at the muss,
An vile Jane jumped the winder in an
effort to retreat
I scooted fur the t'other room them draw
e-s aroun' my feet
Mex day the OF man come to me with
thunder on his brow,
An grabbed me underneath the chin an
said he guessed as how
I'd better git license and squar' the thing
up right.
An me an Jane war married the comm
Sunday night.
This happened thirty years ago. we're old
an stiddy now
I'm gray an gittin' bald. and Jane has
wrinkles on her brow.
But I've host - memories embroidered in
my brain.
An lookln' at 'em makes me wish at was
young again.
An wen mention EN- to Jane she says,
10. 6ddlesticks!n
An says we ar too old to think about our
youthful tricks,
But wen hint at one OF 'em It starts her
laughin' yet
Bout wen acted Romeo. an she war
Juliet
Jack Crawford. in Chicago Tribune.