Swoppin’ hosses. Well, that-air
Kind o’ livin’ didn’t suit
Jule a bit!—and then, to boot,
She had now the keer o’ two
Her own childern—and to do
Her own work and cookin’—yes,
And sometimes fer hands, I guess,
Well as fambily of her own.—
Cut her pride clean to the bone!
So how could the whole thing end?—