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All seemed delighted though the elders more	A
Of course than were the children Thus before	A
Much interchange of mirthful compliment	B
The story teller said his stories 'went'	B
Like a bad candle best when they went out	B
And that some sprightly music dashed about	B
Would wholly quench his 'glimmer ' and inspire	C
Far brighter lights	D
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And answering this desire	E
The flutist opened in a rapturous strain	F
Of rippling notes a perfect April rain	F
Of melody that drenched the senses through	G
Then gentler gentler as the dusk sheds dew	G
It fell by velvety staccatoed halts	H
Swooning away in old 'Von Weber's Waltz '	-
Then the young ladies sang 'Isle of the Sea'	H
In ebb and flow and wave so billowy	I
Only with quavering breath and folded eyes	H
The listeners heard buoyed on the fall and rise	H
Of its insistent and exceeding stress	H
Of sweetness and ecstatic tenderness	H
With lifted finger yet Remembrance List	B
' Beautiful isle of the sea ' wells in a mist	B
Of tremulous	H
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After much whispering	J
Among the children Alex came to bring	J
Some kind of letter as it seemed to be	K
To Cousin Rufus This he carelessly	K
Unfolded reading to himself alone	L
But since its contents became later known	L
And no one ' plagued so awful bad ' the same	M
May here be given of course without full name	M
Fac simile or written kink or curl	I
Or clue It read	B
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'Wild Roved an indian Girl	I
Brite al Floretty'	B
deer freind	B
I now take	N
this These means to send that Song to you make	N
my Promus good to you in the Regards	H
Of doing What i Promust afterwards	H
the notes Words is both here Printed SOS	H
you kin can git uncle Mart to read you them those	H
cousin Rufus you can git to Play	I
the notes fur you on eny Plezunt day	I
His Legul Work aint Pressin Pressing	J
Ever thine	O
As shore as the Vine	O
doth the Stump intwine	O
thou art my Lump of Sackkerrine	O
Rinaldo Rinaldine	O
the Pirut in Captivity	B
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There dropped	B
Another square scrap But the hand was stopped	B
That reached for it Floretty suddenly	B
Had set a firm foot on her property	B
Thinking it was the letter not the song	P
But blushing to discover she was wrong	P
When with all gravity of face and air	Q
Her precious letter handed to her there	Q
By Cousin Rufus left her even more	A
In apprehension than she was before	A
But testing his unwavering kindly eye	R
She seemed to put her last suspicion by	R
And in exchange handed the song to him	S
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A page torn from a song book Small and dim	S
Both notes and words were but as plain as day	I
They seemed to him as he began to play	I
And plain to all the singers as he ran	O
An airy warbling prelude then began	O
Singing and swinging in so blithe a strain	O
That every voice rang in the old refrain	O
From the beginning of the song clean through	G
Floretty's features were a study to	G
The flutist who 'read notes ' so readily	B
Yet read so little of the mystery	B
Of that face of the girl's Indeed one thing	J
Bewildered him quite into worrying	J
And that was noticing throughout it all	I
The Hired Man shrinking closer to the wall	I
She ever backing toward him through the throng	P
Of barricading children till the song	P
Was ended and at last he saw her near	T
Enough to reach and take him by the ear	U
And pinch it just a pang's worth of her ire	C
And leave it burning like a coal of fire	E
He noticed too in subtle pantomime	V
She seemed to dust him off from time to time	V
And when somebody later asked if she	B
Had never heard the song before 'What me '	-
She said then blushed again and smiled	B
'I've knowed that song sence Adam was a child	B
It's jes a joke o' this here man's He's learned	B
To read and write a little and its turned	B
His fool head some That's all '	-
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And then some one	O
Of the loud wrangling boys said ' Course they's none	O
No more these days They's Fairies ust to be	B
But they're all dead a hunderd years ' said he	B
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'Well there's where you're mustakened ' in reply	R
They heard Bud's voice pitched sharp and thin and high	R
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'An' how you goin' to prove it '	-
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'Well I kin '	-
Said Bud with emphasis 'They's one lives in	O
Our garden and I see 'im wunst wiv my	R
Own eyes one time I did '	-
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' Oh what a lie '	-
'' Sh ''	-
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'Well nen ' said the skeptic seeing there	Q
The older folks attracted 'Tell us where	Q
You saw him an' all 'bout him '	-
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'Yes my son	O
If you tell 'stories ' you may tell us one '	-
The smiling father said while Uncle Mart	B
Behind him winked at Bud and pulled apart	B
His nose and chin with comical grimace	H
Then sighed aloud with sanctimonious face	H
'' How good and comely it is to see	B
Children and parents in friendship agree '	-
You fire away Bud on your Fairy tale	I
Your Uncle's here to back you '	-
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Somewhat pale	I
And breathless as to speech the little man	O
Gathered himself And thus his story ran	O

James Whitcomb Riley

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