OLD WINTERS ON THE FARM

I have jest about decided It 'ud keep a town-boy hoppin' Fer to work all winter, choppin' Fer a' old fire-place, like I did! Lawz! them old times wuz contrairy!— Blame backbone o' winter, 'peared-like, Wouldn't break!—and I wuz skeerd-like Clean on into Febuary! Nothin' ever made we madder Than fer Pap to stomp in, layin' On a' extra fore-stick, sayin' "Groun'hog's out and seed his shadder!"