Identifier: bashfulearthquak00herf (find matches)
Title: The bashful earthquake & other fables and verses
Year: 1898 (1890s)
Authors: Herford, Oliver, 1863-1935
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Publisher: New York, C. Scribner's Sons
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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- affairWhen no one in their set is there.Then, after brushing from his sleevesSome bits of mould and clinging leaves,And lightly dusting off his shoe,The iron gate he floated through,Just looking back the clock to note,As one who fears to miss a boat.Ten minutes later found him onThe ghosts Cunarder— ^^ Oregon;And ten days later by spook timeHe heard the hour of midnight chimeFrom out the tower of Beanley Hall,And stood within the grave-yard wallBeside a stone, moss-grown and green.On which these simple words were seen: In MemorySir Godfrey Beane. The while he gazed in thought sereneA little ghost of humble mien.Unkempt and crooked, bent and spare.Accosted him with cringing air:123
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124 * Most noble sir, t is plain to see You are not of the likes of me; You are a spook of high degree.^ My good man/ cried J. Wentworth B., ^* Leave me a little while, I pray, I ve travelled very far to-day, And I desire to be alone With him who sleeps beneath this stone. I cannot rest till I have seen My ancestor. Sir Godfrey Beane. * Your ancestor ! How can that be ? Exclaimed the little ghost, ^when he,Last of his line, was drowned at seaTwo hundred years ago; this stoneIs to his memory alone.I, and I only, saw his end.As he, my master and my friend.Leaned oer the vessels side one nightI pushed him —no, it was not right,I own that I was much to blame;I donned his clothes, and took the nameOf Beane — I also took his gold.About five thousand pounds all told;And so to Boston, Mass., I cameTo found a family and name —125 T, who in former times had beenSir Godfreys— Wretch, what do you mean ISir Godfreys what? gasped Wentworth Beane.<^Sir Godfreys valet! That same night,When

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