. Farm legends. the mother, who carries the key to Thomas heart. An he would be as good a man as ever 3^et theres been,Or else let go forever, an sink in the sea of sin. The Key to Thomas Heart. 75 An I knew, whatever efforts might carry him or fail,There was only one could help God to turn the waverin scale;An I skulked away in a hurry—I was bound to do my part—To get the mother, who carries the key to Thomas heart. Shes gettin old an feeble, an childish in her talk; An weve no horse an buggy, an she will have to walk; But she would be fast to come, sir, the gracious chance to seize, If she h
. Farm legends. the mother, who carries the key to Thomas heart. An he would be as good a man as ever 3^et theres been,Or else let go forever, an sink in the sea of sin. The Key to Thomas Heart. 75 An I knew, whatever efforts might carry him or fail,There was only one could help God to turn the waverin scale;An I skulked away in a hurry—I was bound to do my part—To get the mother, who carries the key to Thomas heart. Shes gettin old an feeble, an childish in her talk; An weve no horse an buggy, an she will have to walk; But she would be fast to come, sir, the gracious chance to seize, If she had to crawl to Thomas upon her hands an knees. Crawl?—walk? No, not if I know it! So set your mind at , hang it! Im Toms customer, and said to be his best!But if this blooded horse here will show his usual power,Poor Tom shall see his mother in less than half an 76 Farm Legends. THE DOCTORS STORY. Good folks ever will have theii wav—Good folks ever for it must pay. But we, who are here and everywhere,The burden of their faults must bear. We must shoulder others shame—Fight their follies, and take their blame; Purge the body, and humor the mind;Doctor the eyes when the soul is blind; Build the column of health erectOn the quicksands of neglect: Always shouldering others shame--Bearino; their faults and taking^ the blanael Deacon Rogers, he came to me;Wife is agoin to die, said he. Doctors great, an doctors small,Havent improved her any at all. The Doctors Story. yj Physic and blister, powders and pills,And nothing sure but the doctors bills! Twenty women, with remedies my wife the whole day through. Sweet as honey, or bitter as gall —Poor old woman, she takes em all. Sour or sweet, whatever they choose,Poor old woman, she darent refuse. So she pleases whoeer may call,An Death is suited the best of all. Physic and blister, powd
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