Sadie, on the other hand,
When she had closed her term,
Returned unto her mountain home,
For which she hourly yearned.
Two years had changed this happy home
To one most sadly grieved;
The mother of this lovely girl
Had sadly been deceived.
She, down upon her death bed lay,
When in came Sadie one bright day
And gazed upon the shrunken form
Which now had battled life's hard storm.
Poor Sadie, with a broken heart,
She did the best to take her part;
But long the sickness did not last,
Because her mother now soon passed
From time into eternity,
Where the human soul is ever free.
Trueman now, in city fashion,
Had let die out his old-time passion