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Show ' THANKSGIVIN' TAVERN. ' f - t -- Ttis landlady talks to a visitor with grateful result: re-sult: ... Yin"' i6' v ' Hl HANKSOIVIN 8 Its. name; i Au' I reckon that you Air a stranger Tht same! Well. I thought It was true, Fertharalrn't a man on the mountain as can't U'tl this li amy clean through I Rive It that name r'er a notion I had When I was right game, Au' in y hutjband was bad. An" that plzen had. too, that evn his chiidero wouldn't claim ther own dad. You see. It was this way: ' Me aud Hill bud a fuaa, Reg'lar. dav arter day. An' he kep' gittin' wuss. Tell I Jna' couldn't stand It no luuger, to live with the mean, oru'ry cuss. Bo I ris In my wrath, An" sen 1 to him. "Bill, You Jes' foller yer path, Not mine; I've got my fill Of J'Inla my footsteps with youru. I kin makf iny own way, au' 1 will." Bill tuck It most meek, Uut i een he was stuck, TbouKU he didn't once speak, An' I laughed ut my pluck. An' It tickled me so when he left, I named ths ahauty "'rhanlisj?ivlu' " for luck. That's twenty ye'rs none; Bill he never come bock. Cut somehow I didn't Kit on KobettiT. Thar'salack Thatnothln' won't fill. Yept tears; aud I've cried lots of times fer Bill to come back. Vvr1 - yjj i air Blllf Weill well! acd It was you! A tome back to stayf Do tell It's too good to he true! But I'll resk It ' An' say. Bill. I'll not chance the name of the shanty, would you' Wn.i, J. Lauptom. |
