The courtin' . THE CQUE TIN. An shed blush scarlit, right in prayer,When her new meetin-bunnet Felt somehow thru its crown a pair0 blue eyes sot upon it. Thet night, I tell ye, she looked some ! She seemed to ve gut a new soul,For she felt sartin-sure hed come, Down to her very shoe-sole. She heered a foot, an knowed it tu, A-raspin on the scraper, —All ways to once her feelins flew Like sparks in burnt-up paper. He kin o litered on the mat, Some doubtfle o the sekle,His heart kep goin pity-pat, But hern went pity Zekle. An .... Wal, lie up an hist THE COURT IN \ An yit she gin her cheer
The courtin' . THE CQUE TIN. An shed blush scarlit, right in prayer,When her new meetin-bunnet Felt somehow thru its crown a pair0 blue eyes sot upon it. Thet night, I tell ye, she looked some ! She seemed to ve gut a new soul,For she felt sartin-sure hed come, Down to her very shoe-sole. She heered a foot, an knowed it tu, A-raspin on the scraper, —All ways to once her feelins flew Like sparks in burnt-up paper. He kin o litered on the mat, Some doubtfle o the sekle,His heart kep goin pity-pat, But hern went pity Zekle. An .... Wal, lie up an hist THE COURT IN \ An yit she gin her cheer a jerkEz though she wished him furder, An on her apples kep to work,Parin away like murder. You want to see my Pa, I spose ? Wal .... no .... I come dasignin -To see my Ma! She s sprinklin clo< Agin to-morrers inin. To say why gals acts so or so,Or dont, ould be presumin; Mebby to mean yes an say noComes nateral to women. He stood a spell on one foot fust,Then stood a spell on tother, An on which one he felt the wustHe could nt ha told ye nuther. tear I) roun the lashes.
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