Squire Hawkins’s Story (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
I hain't no hand at tellin' tales,Er spinnin' yarns, as the sailors say;Someway o' 'nother, language failsTo slide fer me ...
I hain't no hand at tellin' tales,Er spinnin' yarns, as the sailors say;Someway o' 'nother, language failsTo slide fer me ...
Nobody on the old farm here but Mother, me and John, Except, of course, the extry he'p when harvest-time come on-- And ...
There wasn't two purtier farms in the stateThan the couple of which I'm about to relate;--Jinin' each other--belongin' to Brown,And ...
I'm one o' these cur'ous kind o' chapsYou think you know when you don't, perhaps!I hain't no fool--ner I don't ...
"They ain't much 'tale' about it!" Noey said.--"K'tawby grapes wuz gittin' good-n-redI rickollect; and Tubb Kingry and me'Ud kindo' browse ...
This man Jones was what you'd call A feller 'at had no sand at all; Kind o' consumpted, and undersize, And sailor-complected, with ...
Jap Miller down at Martinsville's the blamedest feller yit! When _he_ starts in a-talkin' other folks is apt to quit!-- 'Pears like ...
Grand Haven is in Michigan, and in possession, too, Of as many rare attractions as our party ever knew:-- The fine hotel, ...
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