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(Note: The date is misprinted on page 1. It should be October 8, 1877.) |
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| Series: |
New York Weekly
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v. 32 no. 47
— page 8 |
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Poem |
| Part of: |
New York Weekly, v. XXXII, no. 47, October 8, 1877 (Issue) |
| Author: |
Shaw, Laura W.
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| Date: |
October 8, 1877 |
| Edition Description: |
[Perhaps the greatest mental phenomenon living is the old lady who wrote the poem which we publish below. She is the mother of our quaint philosophical contributor, Henry D. Shaw (Josh Billings), and she wrote the lines alluded to at the age of 84 years. It may be stated as another curious fact, that Mrs. Shaw, when nearly seventy years of age, developed an ability for painting, and after some little practice produced a number of praiseworthy pictures.] |
| First Sentence: |
Thy autumn garlands, my country, |
| Last Sentence: |
Of chilling winds sighing the requiem of October. |
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