I.
tell you what I like the best—
’Long about knee-deep in June,
’Bout the time strawberries melts
On the vines—some afternoon
Like to jes’ git out and rest,
And not work at nothin’ else!
II.
Orchard’s where I’ ruther be—
Needn’t fence it in for me!
Jes’ the whole sky overhead
And the...
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder ’s in the shock,
And you hear the kyouck and gobble of the struttin’ turkey-cock,
And the clackin’ of the guineys, and the cluckin’ of the hens,
And the rooster’s hallylooyer as he tiptoes on the fence;
O it ’s then ’s the times a feller is a-feelin’ at his best,
With the risin’ sun to greet him from a night...
Jest rain and snow! and rain again!
And dribble! drip! and blow!
Then snow! and thaw! and slush! and then—
Some more rain and snow!
This morning I was ’most afeard
To wake up—when, I jing!
I seen the sun shine out and heerd
The first blue-bird of Spring!—
Mother she ’d raised the winder some;—
And in acrost the...
Old man never had much to say—
’Ceptin’ to Jim,—
And Jim was the wildest boy he had,
And the old man jes’ wrapped up in him!
Never heerd him speak but once
Er twice in my life,—and first time was
When the army broke out, and Jim he went,
The old man backin’ him, fer three months;
And all ’at I heerd the old man say
Was...
Pap’s got his patent right, and rich as all creation;
But where ’s the peace and comfort that we all had before?
Le’s go a-visitin’ back to Griggsby’s Station—
Back where we ust to be so happy and so pore!
The likes of us a-livin’ here! It ’s just a mortal pity
To see us in this great big house, with cyarpets on the stairs,
And the pump...
