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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=416618" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Grandfather Squeers</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'My grandfather Squeers,' said The Raggedy Man,<br>As he solemnly lighted his pipe and began--</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'The most indestructible man, for his years,<br>And the grandest on earth, was my grandfather Squeers!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'He said, when he rounded his three-score-and-ten,<br>'I've the hang of it now and can do it again!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'He had frozen his heels so repeatedly, he<br>Could tell by them just what the weather would be;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'And would laugh and declare, 'while the _Almanac_ would<br>Most falsely prognosticate, _he_ never could!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Such a hale constitution had grandfather Squeers<br>That, 'though he'd used '_navy_' for sixty odd years,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'He still chewed a dime's-worth six days of the week,<br>While the seventh he passed with a chew in each cheek:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Then my grandfather Squeers had a singular knack<br>Of sitting around on the small of his back,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'With his legs like a letter Y stretched o'er the grate<br>Wherein 'twas his custom to ex-pec-tor-ate.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'He was fond of tobacco in _manifold_ ways,<br>And would sit on the door-step, of sunshiny days,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'And smoke leaf-tobacco he'd raised strictly for<br>The pipe he'd used all through The Mexican War.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And The Raggedy Man said, refilling the bowl<br>Of his own pipe and leisurely picking a coal</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From the stove with his finger and thumb, 'You can see<br>What a tee-nacious habit he's fastened on me!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'And my grandfather Squeers took a special delight<br>In pruning his corns every Saturday night</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'With a horn-handled razor, whose edge he excused<br>By saying 'twas one that his grandfather used;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'And, though deeply etched in the haft of the same<br>Was the ever-euphonious Wostenholm's name,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">''Twas my grandfather's custom to boast of the blade<br>As 'A Seth Thomas razor--the best ever made!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'No Old Settlers' Meeting, or Pioneers' Fair,<br>Was complete without grandfather Squeers in the chair</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'To lead off the programme by telling folks how<br>'He used to shoot deer where the Court-House stands now'--</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'How 'he felt, of a truth, to live over the past,<br>When the country was wild and unbroken and vast,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">''That the little log cabin was just plenty fine<br>For himself, his companion, and fambly of nine!--</div><div style="margin:10px 0">''When they didn't have even a pump, or a tin,<br>But drunk surface-water, year out and year in,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">''From the old-fashioned gourd that was sweeter, by odds,<br>Than the goblets of gold at the lips of the gods!''</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then The Raggedy Man paused to plaintively say<br>It was clockin' along to'rds the close of the day--</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And he'd _ought_ to get back to his work on the lawn,--<br>Then dreamily blubbered his pipe and went on:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'His teeth were imperfect--my grandfather owned<br>That he couldn't eat oysters unless they were 'boned';</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'And his eyes were so weak, and so feeble of sight,<br>He couldn't sleep with them unless, every night,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'He put on his spectacles--all he possessed,--<br>Three pairs--with his goggles on top of the rest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'And my grandfather always, retiring at night,<br>Blew down the lamp-chimney to put out the light;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Then he'd curl up on edge like a shaving, in bed,<br>And puff and smoke pipes in his sleep, it is said:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'And would snore oftentimes as the legends relate,<br>Till his folks were wrought up to a terrible state,--</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Then he'd snort, and rear up, and roll over; and there,<br>In the subsequent hush they could hear him chew air.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'And so glaringly bald was the top of his head<br>That many's the time he has musingly said,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'As his eyes journeyed o'er its reflex in the glass,--<br>'I must set out a few signs of _Keep Off the Grass!_'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'So remarkably deaf was my grandfather Squeers<br>That he had to wear lightning-rods over his ears</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'To even hear thunder--and oftentimes then<br>He was forced to request it to thunder again.'</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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As he solemnly lighted his pipe and began--

'The most indestructible man, for his years,
And the grandest on earth, was my grandfather Squeers!

'He said, when he rounded his three-score-and-ten,
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