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JOHN ALDEN AND PERCILLY
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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1573

JOHN ALDEN AND PERCILLY

We got up a Christmas-doin's
Last Christmas Eve—
Kind o' dimonstration
'At I railly believe
Give more satisfaction—
Take it up and down—
Than airy intertainment
Ever come to town!
Railly was a theater
That's what it was,—
But, bein' in the church, you know,
We had a “Santy Claus”—
So's to git the old folks
To patternize, you see,
And back the institootion up
Kind o' morally.
School-teacher writ the thing—
(Was a friend o' mine)
Got it out o' Longfeller's
Pome “Evangeline”—

1574

Er somers—'bout the Purituns.—
Anyway, the part
John Alden” fell to me
And learnt it all by heart!
Claircy was “Percilly”—
(School-teacher 'lowed
Me and her could act them two
Best of all the crowd)—
Then—blame' ef he didn't
Git her Pap, i jing!—
To take the part o' “Santy Claus,”
To wind up the thing.
Law! the fun o' practisun!—
Was a week er two
Me and Claircy didn't have
Nothin' else to do!—
Kep' us jes' a-meetin' round,
Kind o' here and there,
Ever' night rehearsin'-like,
And gaddin' ever'where!
Game was wo'th the candle, though!—
Christmas Eve at last
Rolled around.—And 'tendance jes'
Couldn't been su'passed!—
Neighbers from the country
Come from Clay and Rush—
Yes, and 'crost the county-line
Clean from Puckerbrush!

1575

Meetin'-house jes' trimbled
As “Old Santy” went
Round amongst the childern,
With their pepperment
And sassafrac and wintergreen
Candy, and “a ball
O' pop-corn,” the preacher 'nounced,
“Free fer each and all!”
School-teacher suddently
Whispered in my ear,—
“Guess I got you:—Christmas-gift!—
Christmas is here!”
I give him a gold pen,
And case to hold the thing.—
And Claircy whispered, “Christmas-gift!”
And I give her a ring.
“And now,” says I, “jes' watch me
Christmas-gift,” says I,
I'm a-goin' to git one—
Santy's’ comin' by!”—
Then I rech' and grabbed him:
And, as you'll infer,
'Course I got the old man's,
And he gimme her!