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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=416818" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Old Home By The Mill</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">This is 'The old Home by the Mill'--far we still call it so,<br>Although the old mill, roof and sill, is all gone long ago.<br>The old home, though, and old folks, and the old spring, and a few<br>Old cat-tails, weeds and hartychokes, is left to welcome you!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here, Marg'et, fetch the man a tin to drink out of' Our spring<br>Keeps kindo-sorto cavin' in, but don't 'taste' anything!<br>She's kindo agein', Marg'et is--'the old process,' like me,<br>All ham-stringed up with rheumatiz, and on in seventy-three.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Jes' me and Marg'et lives alone here--like in long ago;<br>The childern all put off and gone, and married, don't you know?<br>One's millin' way out West somewhere; two other miller-boys<br>In Minnyopolis they air; and one's in Illinoise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The oldest gyrl--the first that went--married and died right here;<br>The next lives in Winn's Settlement--for purt' nigh thirty year!<br>And youngest one--was allus far the old home here--but no!--<br>Her man turns in and he packs her 'way off to Idyho!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I don't miss them like _Marg'et_ does--'cause I got _her_, you see;<br>And when she pines for them--that's 'cause _she's_ only jes' got<br>_me_!<br>I laugh, and joke her 'bout it all.--But talkin' sense, I'll say,<br>When she was tuk so bad last Fall, I laughed the t'other way!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I haint so favorble impressed 'bout dyin'; but ef I<br>Found I was only second-best when _us two_ come to die,<br>I'd 'dopt the 'new process' in full, ef _Marg'et_ died, you see,--<br>I'd jes' crawl in my grave and pull the green grass over me!</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> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=416818" data-title="The Old Home By The Mill de James Whitcomb Riley" data-description="This is 'The old Home by the Mill'--far we still call it so, Although the old mill, roof and sill, is all gone long ago. The old home, though, and old folks, and the old spring, and a few Old cat-tails, weeds and hartychokes, is left to welcome yo..."></div> </div> </div>
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