New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1894-02-04
PRTDENCE TRTE'S CRAZY QUTLT
Copyright. isai bv sam Walter Foss)

In seventeen hundred seventy-two.
pa The good maiden PrId9nce True
Begin her famous crazy quilt.
And told her hoipmeet Goodman True,
she'd finish in a month or two
And Goodman True. as good men DO.
Believed his good wife Prudence True.
And when ~ found his supper late.
Brave Goodman True in silence safe.
And waited I'll his good wife built
Another square Of crazy quilt
~. did not rave or loudly speak
Much married life had made him meek
For he had learned from his sweet bride
y husbands part Is % subsde.
To sit serene. composed and dumb
And in domestic peace succumb.
lie On the martyr plan was built,
And lived a martyr 10 that quit.
Good Prudence True. as good danes d.
Each day her loved task would pursue,
Each evening her brave husband tried
TO look content and edited,
And those slow, patient hours begulle
With his sad. iong-eudurng smile:
Long years did that poor. sad soul wilt
Then die at llst-Df crazy quilt.
Long years passed on AMI Widow Prue
Tullcd on. a. al good widows do.
And in her calm scciusiOn curlod
Heard not the voices of the world.
The echoes of the Concord fight.
The battle fought on Bunker's Height.
rhc carnonnadr from Yorktown blown
That scared King George upon his throne.
She needed ~ trivial thing.
For what are conquoror or king
- Il good dame whose life Is built
she never though, If she preferred
George Washington 10 George the Third:
Her quilt was ifc's supremes' thing.
Both under President and King.
Wn,lc loyal To her qUilt and true.
she Thought that either George would 90.
GRAY. fun of years the good soul died.
And passed on to the glorihei.
And left this scene 90 woe and guilt
And her unfinished crazy quit
And then her youngest daughter Ruth.
In all the hopcfulnrss Of youth
That knows no obstacle or fears,
Took up the mighty task of years.
Tier smile was sweet. her eyes were bright
Her tou, III was fairy-like and light:
And lovers read within her eyes
The tale OF happy destinies:
And many came ana knelt and sued.
But on thu quilt her eyes were glued
She saw them not rs there they knelt-
Loves hurtling dart she never felt
Hut gave them all 10 understand
She had mission great and grand,
\ noble and exalted aim
beyond prepostcrous Cupids clam;
\ great ambition, grand and high,
70 finish up that quilt and die.
And brave Ruth kept her purpose good
Through fourscOre years Of maidenhood
And she lived and died a maid.
And when che In the grave was laid.
Her sisters youngest daughter. Sue.
Took her unfinished quilt to do
Meantime old empires passed away.
Old kingdoms fell in slow decay.
And Scne mOnarchs weary grown
Slipped down from many lettering throne;
ola realms were conquered by their foes,
Oh kingdoms fell new nations rose;
And long engendcred wars that rent
The bases of continent
Swept on their path Of fire and death
And shriVciltd with their fatal breath
The slow-built fabric OF the years.
And left track of blood and tears.
But while the whirlng world did range
AdOwn the ringing grooves OF change.
While Times resistless current flowed
Young Sue she sewed and sewed and sewed
And sewed and sewed and SLOWLY built
The squares upon that crazy quilt.
And now she's old and bent and gray.
Her youthful friends have passed away.
Her loving husbands tomb is built
But she sim works upon her quilt.
And now deserted and forlorn.
TO generations yet unborn.
When she has left this world OF gum
She'll pass along her crazy quit.
In six short days the world was done.
The world the planets and the sum-
But IN hundred years are buit
A fraction of "A crazy quilt. ,rrp ross