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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=117002" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>How Betsey and I Made Up</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">GIVE us your hand, Mr. Lawyer: how do you do to-day?<br>You drew up that paper—I s'pose you want your pay.<br>Don't cut down your figures; make it an X or a V;<br>For that 'ere written agreement was just the makin' of me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Goin' home that evenin' I tell you I was blue,<br>Thinkin' of all my troubles, and what I was goin' to do;<br>And if my hosses hadn't been the steadiest team alive,<br>They'd 've tipped me over, certain, for I couldn't see where to drive.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No—for I was laborin' under a heavy load;<br>No—for I was travelin' an entirely different road;<br>For I was a-tracin' over the path of our lives ag'in,<br>And seein' where we missed the way, and where we might have been.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And many a corner we'd turned that just to a quarrel led,<br>When I ought to 've held my temper, and driven straight ahead;<br>And the more I thought it over the more these memories came,<br>And the more I struck the opinion that I was the most to blame.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And things I had long forgotten kept risin' in my mind,<br>Of little matters betwixt us, where Betsey was good and kind;<br>And these things flashed all through me, as you know things<br>sometimes will<br>When a feller's alone in the darkness, and every thing is still.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"But," says I, "we're too far along to take another track,<br>And when I put my hand to the plow I do not oft turn back;<br>And 'tain't an uncommon thing now for couples to smash in two;"<br>And so I set my teeth together, and vowed I'd see it through.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I come in sight o' the house 'twas some'at in the night,<br>And just as I turned a hill-top I see the kitchen light;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Which often a han'some pictur' to a hungry person makes,<br>But it don't interest a feller much that's goin' to pull up stakes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And when I went in the house the table was set for me—<br>As good a supper's I ever saw, or ever want to see;<br>And I crammed the agreement down my pocket as well as I could,<br>And fell to eatin' my victuals, which somehow didn't taste good.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And Betsey, she pretended to look about the house,<br>But she watched my side coat pocket like a cat would watch a mouse:<br>And then she went to foolin' a little with her cup,<br>And intently readin' a newspaper, a-holdin' it wrong side up.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And when I'd done my supper I drawed the agreement out,<br>And give it to her without a word, for she knowed what 'twas about;<br>And then I hummed a little tune, but now and then a note<br>Was bu'sted by some animal that hopped up in my throat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then Betsey she got her specs from off the mantel-shelf,<br>And read the article over quite softly to herself;<br>Read it by little and little, for her eyes is gettin' old,<br>And lawyers' writin' ain't no print, especially when it's cold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And after she'd read a little she give my arm a touch,<br>And kindly said she was afraid I was 'lowin' her too much;<br>But when she was through she went for me, her face a-streamin' with tears,<br>And kissed me for the first time in over twenty years!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I don't know what you'll think, Sir—I didn't come to inquire—<br>But I picked up that agreement and stuffed it in the fire;<br>And I told her we'd bury the hatchet alongside of the cow;<br>And we struck an agreement never to have another row.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I told her in the future I wouldn't speak cross or rash<br>If half the crockery in the house was broken all to smash;<br>And she said, in regards to heaven, we'd try and learn its worth<br>By startin' a branch establishment and runnin' it here on earth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And so we sat a-talkin' three-quarters of the night,<br>And opened our hearts to each other until they both grew light;<br>And the days when I was winnin' her away from so many men<br>Was nothin' to that evenin' I courted her over again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Next mornin' an ancient virgin took pains to call on us,<br>Her lamp all trimmed and a-burnin' to kindle another fuss;<br>But when she went to pryin' and openin' of old sores,<br>My Betsey rose politely, and showed her out-of-doors.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Since then I don't deny but there's been a word or two;<br>But we've got our eyes wide open, and know just what to do:<br>When one speaks cross the other just meets it with a laugh,<br>And the first one's ready to give up considerable more than half.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Maybe you'll think me soft, Sir, a-talkin' in this style,<br>But somehow it does me lots of good to tell it once in a while;<br>And I do it for a compliment—'tis so that you can see<br>That that there written agreement of yours was just the makin' of me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So make out your bill, Mr. Lawyer: don't stop short of an X;<br>Make it more if you want to, for I have got the checks.<br>I'm richer than a National Bank, with all its treasures told,<br>For I've got a wife at home now that's worth her weight in gold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Will+Carleton">Will Carleton</a><div class=q>
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