And Ann was up head at school.
That Jenny for pa, &c.
Ben slowly raised his toil-worn hand,
Through his locks of grayish brown:
“I’ll tell you, Kate, what I think,” said he,
“We’re the happiest folks in town.”
“I know,” said Kate, “that we all work hard
Work and health go together I’ve found,
For there’s Mrs. Bell does not work at all,
And she’s sick the whole year round,