Then she was more worried than ever.
When Poor little heart happened to be out the room,
And I was forced to lay down,
She would come and peek at me, and take on,
As if her heart must break,
And come straight to me and lament my cause,
And would not go from me,
Her feelings was so deeply rooted in her heart for me.
They was brought from Chilmark to New Town,
And remained there one year