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Show "And David longed, nnd said: 'Oh, that ono would plvo me drink of tho water of the well of Bethlehem, which Is benldo tlio gate.' "II. Bnmucl, xxill., 15. It seems Just like 't'uz yesterday, An' me a younker o' thirteen One-gallusod. freckkJ, full o' play, Th' boy-est boy you over Been! A-rompln' over nil th' town An' gettln' net up lit to kill. Then tnkln' time to simmer down. At that ol' well by Mitchell's mjll. Remember ItT Th' slinky pump 1th wntor Urlppln' from th' spout. Or guBhln', when-knlnmpl knlumpl We'd nlmost pull th' hnndla out! We'd get a cup full nn' we'd drink An', sny, but It was cold nn' swoctj It makes mo young again to think How It ud splatter on my feet. W'y, KM Dunlnp. ono tlmo ho said That water buz th' best on enrth, An' any man whoso thirst 'uss fod 'Ith It 'ud got his monoy's worth. Yes. slr-th' best! W'y, even yet I hoar him sayln It. as plain An' ho lind traveled don't forgotl l''ro.n Cnllfornln plum to Maine. Well wntor nowadays nut, pshaw! Thoy ain't none now that flMs th' bill. I novor drunk on' never saw As good ns that at Mitchell's mill, An when I think o' how I uset To let It run an' go to waste, My thlrstlness Is all unloosed An' I fair shrUul for a tosto! -W P. N In Chicago Tribune. |