Frances Shimer Record Vol11 No4 . 3* THE FRANCES SHIMER RECORD. Z\)t Baltafr at ltj* Caul tfhLkimiihtl Oh, Rush, where is the milking pail ? Said Lorena, sweet and young, but dear, I really do not know;I think it ties out in the snow;Ill find that pail or I shall die,Rush to Lorena then did he rushed from open door;Lorena fell back upon the floor,Then picked her weary body up;Twas almost time for them to made the tea, and cut the cake,And then her heart began to door blew open—a mighty galeBlew in that dear old milking where is Rush ? No Rush ap

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Frances Shimer Record Vol11 No4 . 3* THE FRANCES SHIMER RECORD. Z\)t Baltafr at ltj* Caul tfhLkimiihtl Oh, Rush, where is the milking pail ? Said Lorena, sweet and young, but dear, I really do not know;I think it ties out in the snow;Ill find that pail or I shall die,Rush to Lorena then did he rushed from open door;Lorena fell back upon the floor,Then picked her weary body up;Twas almost time for them to made the tea, and cut the cake,And then her heart began to door blew open—a mighty galeBlew in that dear old milking where is Rush ? No Rush appears:Fast fall Lorcnas salty tears;Where is Rush ? No Rush doth come,And Lorena starts out on the run,Naught she saw but an arm in air,And Lorena rushed right wildly there;Naught she saw but an arm in waveAnd she thought she heard Rush cry, Oh, save!She brought the axe and chopped around53 THE FRANCES S H I M E R RECORD Until she reached the cold, bare ground. Rush was there; shed saved his life, Like any true and loyal wife. After sunshine comes the rain,

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