Rube and “Will”: An Episode Related By Aunt Sheba (Alice Coale Simpers Poems)
He'ah dat ole gray sinnaH's jes brimful o' gas,Singin' dat tomfool dittyAs he goes hobblin' pas'!He betta be prayin' and ...
He'ah dat ole gray sinnaH's jes brimful o' gas,Singin' dat tomfool dittyAs he goes hobblin' pas'!He betta be prayin' and ...
I niver thowt when I grew owd I'd tak to leetin' lamps; I sud have said, I'd rayther ...
One time, 'way back where the year marks fadeGod said: "I see I must lose my West,The place where I've ...
The wind is blowin' cold down the mountain tips of snowAnd 'cross the ranges layin' brown and dead;It's cryin' through ...
The choir we had in Pixley wasn't much for looks an' styles, But today if I could hear it I ...
He spent what he made, or he gave it away,Tried to save money, and would for a day,Started a bank-account ...
Here's yer toy balloons! All sizes!Twenty cents for that. It risesJest as quick as that 'ere, Miss,Twice as big. Ye ...
I KNEW it was comin', I'd watched fer a year Without sayin' a word to a soul excep' Ma Of ...
One yeer owder, one yeer dearer: That's what I sal awlus say.Draw thy chair a little nearer, Put ...
Last night I caught him on his knees and looking underneath the bed,And oh, the guilty look he wore, and ...
What would you do wi' a doughter- Pray wi' her, bensil(1) her, flout her?-Say, what would you do wi' ...
They ain't much, seen from day to day--The big elm tree across the way,The church spire, an' the meetin' placeLit ...
HERE 's a letter from John in th' city,Ain't heard from him now fer a year;Yes, his handwritin' s stylish ...
There's a time that you remember,In October or September.Mebbe early in November,When the summer work is done. When the air ...
Now most old cow punchers don't take off their hat,They nacherlly wear 'em wherever they're at.There ain't nothin' he really ...
I had an unco dream the ither nicht:I dreamt the Castle and the Castle RockHad disappeared - clean vanished frae ...
Good ev'nin', Mis' Priest. I jest stepped in to tell you Good-bye. Yes, it's all over. All my things is ...
You want to know what's the matter with me, do yer? My! ain't men blinder'n moles? It ain't nothin' new, ...
A governor it was proclaimed this time, When all who would come seeking in New Hampshire Ancestral memories might come ...
Down mildest shores of milk-white sand, By cape and fair Floridian bay, Twixt billowy pines -- a surf asleep on ...
A governor it was proclaimed this time, When all who would come seeking in New Hampshire Ancestral memories might come ...
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