Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 202
n yo arsk me why don I lick him ! An himde ony chile 1se got to pend on an be proud ofin my ole age ! Ten minutes later, Clum crawled painfully up the steps to the old cellar door. Abe was there,half asleep in the twilight, the tears not yet dryon his cheeks. Reckin we-all s gwine membah dis… … Mm miv / Ah, well-a-day, my lady !How goes the world with you?The wee, white clouds are fleecy,The far-off sky is blue.I passed the young lambs frisking,And wondered if they knewThat I had eyes for no one else,My lady-love, but you. 672 BETTY S SUNDAY. [July, Mnamv
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