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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=416608" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Farmer Whipple--Bachelor</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It's a mystery to see me--a man o' fifty-four,<br>Who's lived a cross old bachelor fer thirty year' and more--<br>A-lookin' glad and smilin'! And they's none o' you can say<br>That you can guess the reason why I feel so good to-day!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I must tell you all about it! But I'll have to deviate<br>A little in beginnin', so's to set the matter straight<br>As to how it comes to happen that I never took a wife--<br>Kindo' 'crawfish' from the Present to the Springtime of my life!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was brought up in the country: Of a family of five--<br>Three brothers and a sister--I'm the only one alive,--<br>Fer they all died little babies; and 'twas one o' Mother's ways,<br>You know, to want a daughter; so she took a girl to raise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sweetest little thing she was, with rosy cheeks, and fat--<br>We was little chunks o' shavers then about as high as that!<br>But someway we sort a' SUITED-like! and Mother she'd declare<br>She never laid her eyes on a more lovin' pair</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Than WE was! So we growed up side by side fer thirteen year',<br>And every hour of it she growed to me more dear!--<br>W'y, even Father's dyin', as he did, I do believe<br>Warn't more affectin' to me than it was to see her grieve!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was then a lad o' twenty; and I felt a flash o' pride<br>In thinkin' all depended on ME now to pervide<br>Fer Mother and fer Mary; and I went about the place<br>With sleeves rolled up--and workin', with a mighty smilin'<br>face.--</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fer SOMEPIN' ELSE was workin'! but not a word I said <br>Of a certain sort o' notion that was runnin' through my head,--<br>'Some day I'd maybe marry, and a BROTHER'S love was one<br>Thing--a LOVER'S was another!' was the way the notion run!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I remember onc't in harvest, when the 'cradle-in' ' was done,<br>(When the harvest of my summers mounted up to twenty-one),<br>I was ridin' home with Mary at the closin' o' the day--<br>A-chawin' straws and thinkin', in a lover's lazy way!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And Mary's cheeks was burnin' like the sunset down the lane:<br>I noticed she was thinkin', too, and ast her to explain.<br>Well--when she turned and KISSED ME, WITH HER ARMS AROUND<br>ME--LAW!<br>I'd a bigger load o' Heaven than I had a load o' straw!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I don't p'tend to learnin', but I'll tell you what's a fac',<br>They's a mighty truthful sayin' somers in a' almanac--<br>Er SOMERS--'bout 'puore happiness'--perhaps some folks'll laugh<br>At the idy--'only lastin' jest two seconds and a half.'--</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But it's jest as true as preachin'!--fer that was a SISTER'S<br>kiss,<br>And a sister's lovin' confidence a-tellin' to me this:--<br>'SHE was happy, BEIN' PROMISED TO THE SON O' FARMER BROWN.'--<br>And my feelin's struck a pardnership with sunset and went down!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I don't know HOW I acted, and I don't know WHAT I said,--<br>Fer my heart seemed jest a-turnin' to an ice-cold lump o' lead;<br>And the hosses kind o'glimmered before me in the road,<br>And the lines fell from my fingers--And that was all I knowed--</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fer--well, I don't know HOW long--They's a dim rememberence<br>Of a sound o' snortin' horses, and a stake-and-ridered fence<br>A-whizzin' past, and wheat-sheaves a-dancin' in the air,<br>And Mary screamin' 'Murder!' and a-runnin' up to where</div><div style="margin:10px 0">_I_ was layin' by the roadside, and the wagon upside down<br>A-leanin' on the gate-post, with the wheels a-whirlin' roun'!<br>And I tried to raise and meet her, but I couldn't, with a vague<br>Sort o' notion comin' to me that I had a broken leg.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Well, the women nussed me through it; but many a time I'd sigh<br>As I'd keep a-gittin' better instid o' goin' to die,<br>And wonder what was left ME worth livin' fer below,<br>When the girl I loved was married to another, don't you know!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And my thoughts was as rebellious as the folks was good and kind<br>When Brown and Mary married--Railly must 'a' been my MIND<br>Was kind o' out o' kilter!--fer I hated Brown, you see,<br>Worse'n PIZEN--and the feller whittled crutches out fer ME--</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And done a thousand little ac's o' kindness and respec'--<br>And me a-wishin' all the time that I could break his neck!<br>My relief was like a mourner's when the funeral is done<br>When they moved to Illinois in the Fall o' Forty-one.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then I went to work in airnest--I had nothin' much in view<br>But to drownd out rickollections--and it kep' me busy, too!<br>But I slowly thrived and prospered, tel Mother used to say<br>She expected yit to see me a wealthy man some day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then I'd think how little MONEY was, compared to happiness--<br>And who'd be left to use it when I died I couldn't guess!<br>But I've still kep' speculatin' and a-gainin' year by year,<br>Tel I'm payin' half the taxes in the county, mighty near!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Well!--A year ago er better, a letter comes to hand<br>Astin' how I'd like to dicker fer some Illinois land--<br>'The feller that had owned it,' it went ahead to state,<br>'Had jest deceased, insolvent, leavin' chance to speculate,'--</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And then it closed by sayin' that I'd 'better come and see.'--<br>I'd never been West, anyhow--a'most too wild fer ME,<br>I'd allus had a notion; but a lawyer here in town<br>Said I'd find myself mistakend when I come to look around.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So I bids good-by to Mother, and I jumps aboard the train,<br>A-thinkin' what I'd bring her when I come back home again--<br>And ef she'd had an idy what the present was to be,<br>I think it's more'n likely she'd 'a' went along with me!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cars is awful tejus ridin', fer all they go so fast!<br>But finally they called out my stoppin'-place at last:<br>And that night, at the tavern, I dreamp' I was a train<br>O' cars, and SKEERED at somepin', runnin' down a country lane!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Well, in the morning airly--after huntin' up the man--<br>The lawyer who was wantin' to swap the piece o' land--<br>We started fer the country; and I ast the history<br>Of the farm--its former owner--and so forth, etcetery!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And--well--it was interESTin'--I su'prised him, I suppose,<br>By the loud and frequent manner in which I blowed my nose!--<br>But his su'prise was greater, and it made him wonder more,<br>When I kissed and hugged the widder when she met us at the<br>door!--</div><div style="margin:10px 0">IT WAS MARY: . . . They's a feelin' a-hidin' down in here--<br>Of course I can't explain it, ner ever make it clear.--<br>It was with us in that meetin', I don't want you to fergit!<br>And it makes me kind o'nervous when I think about it yit!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I BOUGHT that farm, and DEEDED it, afore I left the town<br>With 'title clear to mansions in the skies,' to Mary Brown!<br>And fu'thermore, I took her and the CHILDERN--fer you see,<br>They'd never seed their Grandma--and I fetched 'em home with me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So NOW you've got an idy why a man o' fifty-four,<br>Who's lived a cross old bachelor fer thirty year' and more<br>Is a-lookin' glad and smilin'!--And I've jest come into town<br>To git a pair o' license fer to MARRY Mary Brown.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=James+Whitcomb+Riley">James Whitcomb Riley</a><div class=q>
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That you can guess the reason why I feel so good to-day!

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