The weekly intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1891-1901, 1895-11-16
PENN YAM BILL.
BY EuaENE FIELD.

In gallus old Kentucky, where the grass
IL very blue,
Where the iiq uor is the smoothest and the
girls are fair and true.
Where the heart of be- gawd gentlemen IL
full of hesrt and sand,
And the stock of fovr-time winners 10 the
finest in the land.
Where the democratic party in bourbon
hardihood
For more than half a century unterrihed
has stood,
Where nod the black eyed Susans to the
prattle of the rill-
There-there befell the wooing Penn Van
Bill.
Down yonder in the cottage that 10 nest.
ling In the shade
OF the walnut trees that seem TO love that
quiet little glade
Abides little maiden by the bonny name
OF Sue
As pretty as the black eyed flowers and
quite as modest. too;
And lovers came there by the score, OF
every age and kind,
But not one (the story goes) was quite to
Their sishs. their protestations, and their
pleadings made her ill
TIL all at once upon the scene hove Penn.
Yam Bill.
He came from old Montana and ne rooe .
broncho mare,
HI, trousers su"W.s were &c oi buckskin and his
coat of furry stuff
His hat was drab Of color, and it rim was
wide enough;
Upon each leg q stalwart boot reached iust
And in the belt about his waist his weapon
rappIoS
A rather str.pPing lover for our little
Susie-stiil
She was his choice aud he was hers. waa
Penn. Van Bill.
We wonder that the ivy seeks out the
0aken tree,
And twiues her teudrils round him
though SCARED and gnaried be Be;
We wonder that gentle girl. unused te
worldly cares,
Should choose . man whose lifo mas Deee
constant scrap with bears;
All, its the nature Of the vioe, and OF thl
maiden, too
So when the bold Montana boy came from
his lair 10 WOO
The fair Kentucky blossom felt all bel
heart. strings thrill
Responsive to the purrinR OF Penn-Ys'
bill.
He told her OF his cabin In the moantsi1
OF the cstsmouut that howIs By aight
the wolf that yawps By day;
He told her Of the grizzly with the auto
He told her cf The lojun who dsvours hi
OF the jswhawk With hi. tawdry crest an
whiskers In his throat,
OF the great gosh awfol sarpsnt aed tn
Il t<cr =. R,0 a 0he = ess,ea r>,a or - WAb
stef's you could all
With the yarns that emanated from Penn
Ysn Bill
Lo, - these mighty prodisiss the West
Her psetsy % mouth n oHtS fail. w,d. as.ps-hs
eyes get big % plates;
Aud when he spsaks6S lesmiata that Z
the Rockies gt3r - sscs
She shuddered aud = Reo
II timidiy cries
And then says he: ~
You may nay 5. % my vile, asa IL srssss,
'ere things dare psetSr y66a"
And shef she answer, cli1ging Close an
Il trembling vet: 81 WILL"
. And then he gives her one big buss, Do
PennYa Bill.
Avaunt, ys poet lovers, with your wishy
washy laysi
Avaunt, ye solemn psdants, with yoI
musty bookish ways!
Avaunt, ye smirking dandies who Q
your etiquette
long and hard to geti
How empty il your nothiagnsss bssi'
the sturdy tales
Which mountaiueers delight to tell
border hills and wales
OF snaix that crawl, OF beasts that yoW
of birds that nap and trlll
: In the wild egregious altitude Of Peol
Yam Bill.
Why, over all those mountain peaks b
honest feet have trod-
}. 30 high above the rest OF N he seemed
{ walk with God;
& He's breathed the breath OF heaven -
floated pure and free,
From the everlasting SNOW caps to q
mighty Western sea;
And he's heard that awful silence Wht!
thunders in the ear:
"There IL Great Jehovah, and HE bidi'
place II herei"
Q Thsse-these the solemn voices aad the
the sights that thrill
: In the far away Montana OF Penn. II
Bill.
e e OF course she had to love him. for It v
Ii Aud she'll wed him In the summer, II
We hear be true.
The blue grass will be waving In that GO
e kentucky glade
Where the black.eyod 6usans cluster
Fl the pleasant walnut shade-
Where doves make mournful music q
locust trills o song,
To the brook that through the pastu
scsmpers merrily along;
And speechless pride and rapture insnAl
shall nll
The beatific bosom Of Penn. yam Bill.