The Crittenden record. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1904-1907, 1906-02-09

XXXVIlI
A full week passed away and the benedict Turk,
With broad, happy smie right with his work.
From morning till evn ming, with scarcely stop
He carried up brick to the man at the top
And his happy young wife, the far-faced Imogene
She detested the sight of a writing machine
Passed the time away sweetly with household affairs
The making of pies and the busting Of chairs,
Turks lucky old scamp" said the bad-headed boss
He had just figured up his day profit or loss,
And his words addressed to the hard pounding Green
AS he punchd, as for life, on the writing machine
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That fact answered Green: he's more lucky thanI
But I'll get it all back on YOU sir by and by!
And to tell you the truth, sir to lose lmogeue
Hurt me worse, big sight, than to lose that machine!
Il did all that could for YOU Green" said the boss;
And besides, did not l. too feel deeply the loss?
Though you punch fairly well on writing machine
You are blank, / must say, as an ornament Green,
SIDES Green hal ha! ha,' laughed the bad-hcaded
man.
IF you want to succeed you must know how to plan!
Twas in not knowing this sir YOU lost lmogene
And lost aso-ha hal that new writing machinel'
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Five o'clock" cried the man at the top mo more work!
Down goes trowel and hod! Not another brick Turk!
And so off Joe went brisky, passed 10y Founder Green
And was soon near his home and his sweet lmogene.
And his wife who was waiting for Joe to arrive
For she knew he would lay down his hod just at five
Had the pies on the table arrang'd Just for two
And the two fell to eating. like hungry folk do
Gee! This pie is just splendid said joe "Imogene.
I'm so glad this is mot that long-hungy Greenl
Now most pies horrd-non-eatable stuff
But of thesepass EN- round i Just can't get enoughl
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When supper was over joe dear said his wife.
viii you thus carry hods all the days of yolrlife?
Oh, JoelWha if some day "a stray brick should drop
Square down.on your head from the man q, the tOp9
1T would kill youboohool Crush-boohoo! out yourlif
Then what woul become of your poor-bo o-hoo wife?
I'd be foreed-boo-hoo-ba to the writing machine.
Or to marry great gangng gawSy gump Greenl
All that's kind, Joe to so wipe away my poor tears:
And nowijust'for won't you lend me your ears?
For | lent you mine once, being dictated to
May not |, in return Joe, now dictate to you?
KILL
WHY Of course Imogene YOU most certainly may.
Her husband replied why just dictate away:
I'm so glad it's not Green you're to so dictate TO-
SO my ears shall be always wide open to you"
Well first will say, then began Imogene.
Just as | quit the boss and his writing machine
want you joe to leave that abomni'be bod
And go back to the farm and to turning the sod
Why should you, Joe, always b, lifting up hois?
And why not Joe, 20 back TO the hopping Of clods?
Just give back that old hoi TO the man at the top
And let Green take it up or else let the work stopl
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And so Joe left the town for the country he'hed
Left the man at the top wh!hs nod east aside
just like his dear wife, the brght-eyed Imogene
Left the bald-headed boss and the writing machine
So he took up the shovel the rake and the hoe:
Used the and the pchfork the spade and the froe.
Went to sowing and reapng to steering the plow
To driving the mules and to milking the cow
So the two were now happy; his wife lmogene
She became an expert on the sewing machine
Had her Leghoms and Brahmas and fine Plymouth Rock
And would let Joe keep but the finest Of stock
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So year passed away and then came little Dan.
tic was named, Of course after the badhcaded man
To enlven their home and to add to their lows
Ills weight was Just nine pounds avoirduposD
And bright lovely babe was this same little Dan
He in no wise resembl1d the bald-hcaded man
think, don't YOU mamma " said joe cant YOU see
That his ears and his nose look exactly like me?'
Say, Grcenha hal hal" laughed the baldheaded man
The problem is solved I've just formed a new plant