Las' time 'at Uncle Sidney come, He bringed a watermelon home - An' half the boys in town, Come taggin' after him. - An' he Says, when we et it, - "Gracious me! 'S the boy-house fell down?"
A Child-World, yet a wondrous world no less, To those who knew its boundless happiness. A simple old frame house - eight rooms in all - Set just one side the center of a small...
Oh, the Circus-Day parade! How the bugles played and played! And how the glossy horses tossed their flossy manes, and neighed, As the rattle and the rhyme of the tenor-drummer's time...
Some sings of the lily, and daisy, and rose, And the pansies and pinks that the Summertime throws In the green grassy lap of the medder that lays Blinkin' up at the skyes through the sunshiney days;...
All hope of rest withdrawn me? - What dread command hath put This awful curse upon me - The curse of the wandering foot! Forward and backward and thither, And hither and yon again -...
So lone I stood, the very trees seemed drawn In conference with themselves. - Intense - intense Seemed everything; - the summer splendor on The sight, - magnificence! ...
Within the sitting-room, the company Had been increased in number. Two or three Young couples had been added: Emma King, Ella and Mary Mathers - all could sing Like veritable angels - Lydia Martin, too,...
I'm thist a little cripple boy, an' never goin' to grow An' get a great big man at all! - 'cause Aunty told me so. When I was thist a baby onc't, I falled out of the bed...
The Hoosier Folk-Child - all unsung - Unlettered all of mind and tongue; Unmastered, unmolested - made Most wholly frank and unafraid: Untaught of any school - unvexed...
Here's his ragged "roundabout"; Turn the pockets inside out: See; his pen-knife, lost to use, Rusted shut with apple-juice; Here, with marbles, top and string, Is his deadly "devil-sling,"...
The old sea captain has sailed the seas So long, that the waves at mirth, Or the waves gone wild, and the crests of these, Were as near playmates from birth: He has loved both the storm and the calm, because...
Noey Bixler ketched him, and fetched him in to me When he's ist a little teenty-weenty baby-coon 'Bout as big as little pups, an' tied him to a tree; An' Pa gived Noey fifty cents, when he come home at noon....
Time of crisp and tawny leaves, And of tarnished harvest sheaves, And of dusty grasses - weeds - Thistles, with their tufted seeds Voyaging the Autumn breeze Like as fairy argosies:...
Most tangible of all the gods that be, O Santa Claus - our own since Infancy! As first we scampered to thee - now, as then, Take us as children to thy heart again.
Lawzy! don't I rickollect That-'air old swing in the lane! Right and proper, I expect, Old times can't come back again; But I want to state, ef they Could come back, and I could say...
Wintertime, er Summertime, Of late years I notice I'm, Kindo'-like, more subjec' to What the weather is. Now, you Folks 'at lives in town, I s'pose, Thinks its bully when it snows;...