The Norsk Nightingale Being the Lyrics of a "Lumberyack" by Kirk, William F.

ABOU SWEN ANSON

Abou Swen Anson (he ban yolly dog) Ban asleep von night so sound lak log, Ven all at vonce he tenk it sure ban day. "Ay skol vake op now," Maester Anson say. But, ven he vake, it ant ban day at all, He see a gude big light right close to vall, And dar ban anyel faller vith stub pen. "Gude morning, maester anyel man," say Swen. "Ay s'pose," he tal the anyel, "yu ban har To pay me wisit. Skol yu have cigar?" The anyel shake his head, and Abou Swen Ask him: "Val, Maester, vy yu com har den? Vat skol yu write in dis har book of gold?" The anyel say, "All fallers, young and old, Who go to church and prayer-meeting, tu; But ay ant got a place in har for yu." "Ay s'pose," say Abou, "yu got noder book For common lumberyacks vich never took Flyer at church or dis har Sunday-school, But yust try hard to keeping Golden Rule. Ef yu got dis book, Maester, put me in!" Den anyel look at Abou, and he grin. "Abou," he say, "shak hands. Yu talk qvite free But, yiminy Christmas, yu look gude to me!"

MAUD MULLER

Maude Muller, on nice summer day, Raked in meadows sveet vith hay.

Her eyes ban sharp lak gude sharp knife; She ban nice girl, ay bet yure life.

Before she ban dar wery long, She start to senging little song.

The Yudge come riding down big hill In nice red yumping ottomobill.

Maude say, "Hello, Yudge,--how ban yu?" The Yudge say, "Maudie, how y' du?" He say: "Skol yu tak little ride? Ef yu skol lak to, yump inside."

So Maude and Yudge ride 'bout sax miles, And Yudge skol bask in Maude's sveet smiles.

The Yudge say, "Skol yu be my pal?" Den ottomobill bust all to hal.

Den Maude ban valking 'bout half vay Back to meadows sveet vith hay.

"Ay luv yu still, dear," say the Yudge, But Maude she only say, "O fudge!"

Of all sad vords dat men skol talk, The saddest ban, "Valk, yu sucker, valk!"

LUCY GRAY

Ay s'pose yu know 'bout Lucy Gray Who used to play on moor, And having qvite gude time all day Beside her fader's door.

Dis Maester Vordsvorth write it down, Gude many years ago, How Lucy start to valk to town In gude big drifts of snow.

"Lucy," her fader say, "yust tak Dis lantern from the shelf." Say Lucy, "Ay have kick to mak; Vy don't yu go yureself?"

But Lucy's dad ant stand no talk, And say, "Yu have to go!" So Lucy Gray tak little valk To town in dis har snow.

Miss Lucy ant come back dat night, And ant come back next day; And den her parents get gude fright. "Our kid ban lost!" dey say.

Dey look for tracks vich Lucy mak, And find some tracks dat go Up to a bridge on little lake, And den ban lost in snow.

And so dey tenk Miss Gray ban lost, And feeling purty bum. The funeral saxty dollars cost, And all the neighbors com.

But Lucy ant ban lost at all. She met a travelling man. He ban a bird. His name ban Hall, And off for town dey ran.