Riley farm-rhymes . w UP AND DOWN OLD ERi\NDYWINE And the smokin, chokin dustO the turnpike at its wusst—•Saturdys, say, when it seemsRoads jes jammed with country teams ! Wliilse the old town, fur away Crosst the hazy pastur-land,Dozed-lilve in the heat o dayPeaceful as a hired hand. Jolt the gravel though the floorO the old bridge !—grind and roarWith yer blame percession-line—Up and down old Brandywine ! Souse me and my new straw-hat Off the foot-log!—what / care ?—Fist shoved in tlie crown o that—?Like the old Clown ust to swop it fer a oldGin-u-wine raal crown o gold !—?Keep


Riley farm-rhymes . w UP AND DOWN OLD ERi\NDYWINE And the smokin, chokin dustO the turnpike at its wusst—•Saturdys, say, when it seemsRoads jes jammed with country teams ! Wliilse the old town, fur away Crosst the hazy pastur-land,Dozed-lilve in the heat o dayPeaceful as a hired hand. Jolt the gravel though the floorO the old bridge !—grind and roarWith yer blame percession-line—Up and down old Brandywine ! Souse me and my new straw-hat Off the foot-log!—what / care ?—Fist shoved in tlie crown o that—?Like the old Clown ust to swop it fer a oldGin-u-wine raal crown o gold !—?Keep yer King ef youll gim meJes the boy I ust to be! 139 Ur AND DOWN OLD DRANDYWINE, Spill my fishin-worms ! er steal ?M} best goggle-eye !—but youCant lay hands on joys I feelNiliblin like they ust to do !So, in memory, to-daySame old ripple lips awayAt my cork and sag-gin line,Up and down old Brandy wine ! There the logs is, round the hill, A\diere Old Irvin ust to liftOut sunfish from daylight


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