Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE VERMONT THRASHERS ARE COMING, by DANIEL LEAVENS CADY


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First Line: Yep; there they come there down the road
Last Line: "say; jabe, you've got to 'feed 'er in.'"
Subject(s): Travel; Vermont; Wheels; Journeys; Trips


"YEP; there they come there down the road,
Two teams, three men and extry horse;
There's Jabe a-riding in the 'power,'
And there's Sam Oakes and Elwin Morse;
Of course, they'd get here jest at night,
About the time the chores begin,
But I don't care if Sam 'shakes down'
And Jabe himself will 'feed 'er in.'

"'Twill take an hour to get set up;
Wife, have your supper jest at six;
Son, run and open both the gates
And then get word to Deacon Hicks:
Hullo there Jabe! Hullo there Sam!
Hullo there Elwin! How've you been?
You're 'putting up?' and Sam 'shakes down?'
All right, if Jabe will 'feed 'er in.'

"Drive straight ahead—don't bark the fence—
Straight through between the crib and stack;
There's quite a pitch this side the floor,
You used to turn around and back:
Son, get a brick to block the wheels
And not stand there all day and grin;
Here, Scamp, get minus quick or Jabe
Will feed your bothering carcass in.

"What's that: you don't unload the 'power,'
But jest pull out the forrard wheels
And let 'er down: By Golly! Jabe,
You're great on all them saving deals:
You want some spikes? well; here they are,
And here's your last year's blocking pin—
I hope you'll have Sam Oakes 'shake down'
And that this trip you'll 'feed 'er in.'

"By George! that's easy; now bring up
The second team—get scarcer there
Young Simpson—here's the extry skids—
Can't Deacon come? well; I declare!
There, now she's true, whack in the dogs,
Tomorrow how the wheels will spin!
The belt's jest right—sweep up the floor;
Say; Jabe, you've got to 'feed 'er in.'"





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