The Poems and Prose Sketches of James Whitcomb Riley ...: Poems here at home. 1898

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C. Scribner's Sons, 1898 - Indiana
 

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Page 24 - Well, good-by, Jim: Take keer of yourse'f !" Teared-like, he was more satisfied Jes' lookin' at Jim And likin' him all to hisse'f-like, see? — 'Cause he was jes' wrapped up in him! And over and over I mind the day The old man come and stood round in the way While we was drillin', a-watchin...
Page 25 - Tuk the papers, the old man did, A-watchin' fer Jim, Fully believin' he'd make his mark Some way — jes' wrapped up in him ! And many a time the word 'ud come 'At stirred him up like the tap of a drum: At Petersburg, fer...
Page 43 - Take yer dough, an' run, Child; run! Er I cain't git no cookin' done!" When our hired girl 'tends like she's mad, An' says folks got to walk the chalk When she's around, er wisht they had, I play out on our porch an' talk To th' Raggedy Man 'at mows our lawn; An
Page 45 - at the Wunks is got, 'At lives 'way deep in the ground, an' can Turn into me, er 'Lizabuth Ann! Aint he a funny old Raggedy Man? Raggedy ! Raggedy ! Raggedy Man ! The Raggedy Man — one time when he Wuz makin' a little bow-'n'-orry fer me, Says " When you're big like your Pa is, Air you go' to keep a fine store like his — An' be a rich merchunt — an' wear fine clothes ? — Er what air you go' to be, goodness knows! " An' nen he laughed at 'Lizabuth Ann, An' I says "'M go
Page 26 - Well, good-by, Jim: Take keer of yourse'f !" Think of a private, now, perhaps, We'll say like Jim, 'At's dumb clean up to the shoulder-straps — And the old man jes' wrapped up in him! Think of him — with the war plum' through, And the glorious old Red-White-and-Blue A-laughin' the news down over Jim, And the old man, bendin' over him — The surgeon turnin' away with tears 'At hadn't leaked fer years and years, As the hand of the dyin...
Page 3 - And touch her, as when first in the old days I touched her girlish hand, nor dared upraise Mine eyes, such was my faint heart's sweet distress. Then silence ; and the perfume of her dress.
Page 24 - At Jim was the bravest boy we had In the whole durn rigiment, white er black, And his fightin' good as his farmin' bad— 'At he had led, with a bullet clean Bored through his thigh, and carried the flag Through the bloodiest battle you ever seen,— The old man wound up a letter to him 'At Cap. read to us, 'at said: "Tell Jim Good-by, And take keer of hisse'f." Jim come home jes long enough To take the whim 'At he'd like to go back in the calvery— And the old man jes wrapped up in him!
Page 44 - THE Raggedy Man ! He works fer Pa; An' he's the goodest man ever you saw! He comes to our house every day, An' waters the horses, an' feeds 'em hay; An' he opens the shed — an' we all ist laugh When he drives out our little old wobble-ly calf; An' nen — ef our hired girl says he can — He milks the cow fer 'Lizabuth Ann. — Ain't he a
Page 45 - Man! W'y, The Raggedy Man— he's ist so good He splits the kindlin' an' chops the wood; An' nen he spades in our garden, too, An' does most things 'at boys can't do— He clumbed clean up in our big tree An...
Page 4 - TO SAY NOTHIN' to say, my daughter! Nothin' at all to say! Gyrls that's in love, I've noticed, giner'ly has their way! Yer mother did, afore you, when her folks objected to me — Yit here I am and here you air! and yer mother— where is she? You look lots like yer mother: purty much same in size; And about the same complected; and favor about the eyes: Like her, too, about...

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