The Old Home by the Mill. (Ragweed and Fennel)

This is "The old Home by the Mill" -- far we still call it so, / Although the old mill, roof and sill, is all gone long ago. / The old home, though, and old folks, and the old spring, and a few / Old cat-tails, weeds and hartychokes, is left to welcome you!

Here, Marg'et, fetch the man a tin to drink out of' Our spring / Keeps kindo-sorto cavin' in, but don't "taste" anything! / She's kindo agein', Marg'et is -- "the old process," like me, / All ham-stringed up with rheumatiz, and on in seventy-three.