Neghborly Poems and Dialect SketchesRiley, James Whitcomb
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Neghborly Poems and Dialect Sketches
Riley, James Whitcomb
Dialect literature, American; Dialect poetry, American
"MYLO JONES'S WIFE"
"Mylo Jones's wife" was all
I heerd, mighty near, last Fall--
Visitun relations down
T'other side of Morgantown!
Mylo Jones's wife she does
This and that, and "those" and "thus"!--
Can't 'bide babies in her sight--
Ner no childern, day and night,
Whoopin' round the premises--
_Ner no nothin' else_, I guess!
Mylo Jones's wife she 'lows
She's the boss of her own house!--
Mylo--consequences is--
Stays whare things seem _some_ like _his_,--
Uses, mostly, with the stock--
Coaxin' "Old Kate" not to balk,
Ner kick hoss-flies' branes out, ner
Act, I s'pose, so much like _her_!
Yit the wimmern-folks tells you
She's _perfection_.--Yes they do!
Mylo's wife she says she's found
Home hain't home with _men-folks_ round
When they's work like _hern_ to do--
Picklin' pears and _butchern_, too,
And a-rendern lard, and then
Cookin' fer a pack of men
To come trackin' up the flore
_She's_ scrubbed _tel_ she'll scrub no _more_!--
Yit she'd keep things clean ef they
Made her scrub tel Jedgmunt Day!
Mylo Jones's wife she sews
Carpet-rags and patches clothes
Jest year _in_ and _out_!--and yit
Whare's the livin' use of it?
She asts Mylo that.--And he
Gits back whare he'd ruther be,
With his team;--jest _plows_--and don't
Never sware--like some folks won't!
Think ef _he'd cut loose_, I gum!
'D he'p his heavenly chances some!
Mylo's wife don't see no use,
Ner no reason ner excuse
Fer his pore relations to
Hang round like they allus do!
Thare 'bout onc't a year--and _she_--
She jest _ga'nts_ 'em, folks tells me,
On spiced pears!--Pass Mylo one,
He says "No, he don't chuse none!"
Workin' men like Mylo they
'D ort to have _meat_ ev'ry day!
Dad-burn Mylo Jones's wife!
Ruther rake a blame caseknife
'Crost my wizzen than to see
Sich a womern rulin' _me_!--
Ruther take and turn in and
Raise a fool mule-colt by hand!
_Mylo_, though--od-rot the man!--
Jest keeps ca'm--like some folks _can_--
And 'lows sich as her, I s'pose,
Is _Man's he'pmeet_!--Mercy knows!
ON A SPLENDUD MATCH
[On the night of the marraige of the foregoin' couple, which shall be
nameless here, these lines was ca'mly dashed off in the albun of the
happy bride whilse the shivver-ree was goin' on outside the residence.]
He was warned against the _womern_--
She was warned aginst the _man_.--
And ef _that_ won't make a weddin',
W'y, they's nothin' else that can!
OLD JOHN CLEVENGER ON BUCKEYES
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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