Samantha in Europe

by Marietta Holley

Sez he, “I feel like singin’ to-night, Samantha.”

“Sing!” sez I in icy axents; “I’d call it singin’, if I wuz you.”

“Wall,” sez he, “if I dast to let my voice out, you’d hear singin’, but it would wake ’em all up. My voice is powerful, and I feel in full voice to-night.”

“Wall,” sez I, “I’m glad that sunthin’ holds you back.

“And,” sez I, “I am beat out and I am goin’ to bed.”

And so I got ready and went to bed.

The rest wuz all asleep, so I spozed.

Wall, I fell asleep most the first thing, and I d’no how long I’d slept, when I hearn a knockin’ at my door, and I got up, and Alice stood there, white and tremblin’.

Alice stood there, white and tremblin’.