“He wrote me that he had a wife.�
“And children?� “Yes, he’s three.�
“You married, too?� “Oh no, indeed,
I thought I’d first get free.�
“Then, Jakey, you will stay with me,
And comfort my poor heart;
Old Mistus got no power now
To tear us both apart.
“I’m richer now than Mistus,
Because I have got my son;