OTHER POEMS.
_The New Church Organ.
The Editor's Guests.
The House where We were Wed.
Our Army of the Dead.
Apple-Blossoms.
Apples Growing.
One and Two.
The Fading Flower.
Autumn Days.
Death-Doomed.
Up the Line.
How we Kept the Day._

ILLUSTRATIONS.

_"Draw up the Papers, Lawyer, and make 'em good and stout"
"Give us your Hand, Mr. Lawyer: How do you do To-day?"
"And just as I turned a Hill-top I see the Kitchen Light"
"And intently readin' a Newspaper, a-holdin' it wrong side up"
"And Kissed me for the first Time in over Twenty Years"
"My Betsey rose politely, and showed her out-of-doors"
"Curse her! curse her! say I; she'll some Time rue this Day"
"Why, John, what a Litter here! you've thrown Things all around!"
"'Tis a hairy sort of Night for a Man to face and fight"
"When you walked with her on Sunday, looking sober, straight, and clean"
"And you lie there, quite resigned, Whisky deaf and Whisky blind"
"And bid the Old House good-bye"
"Settlers come to see that Show a half a dozen Miles"
"Right in there the Preacher, with Bible and Hymn-book, stood"
"Over the Hill to the Poor-House, I'm trudgin' my weary Way"
"Till at last he went a-courtin', and brought a Wife from Town"
"Many a Night I've watched You when only God was nigh"
"Who sat with him long at his Table, and explained to him where he stood"_

FARM BALLADS.

BETSEY AND I ARE OUT.

Draw up the papers, lawyer, and make 'em good and stout;
For things at home are crossways, and Betsey and I are out.
We, who have worked together so long as man and wife,
Must pull in single harness for the rest of our nat'ral life.

"What is the matter?" say you. I swan it's hard to tell!
Most of the years behind us we've passed by very well;
I have no other woman, she has no other man--
Only we've lived together as long as we ever can.

So I have talked with Betsey, and Betsey has talked with me,
And so we've agreed together that we can't never agree;
Not that we've catched each other in any terrible crime;
We've been a-gathering this for years, a little at a time.

There was a stock of temper we both had for a start,
Although we never suspected 'twould take us two apart;
I had my various failings, bred in the flesh and bone;
And Betsey, like all good women, had a temper of her own.

The first thing I remember whereon we disagreed
Was something concerning heaven--a difference in our creed;
We arg'ed the thing at breakfast, we arg'ed