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Wreck of the Number 9

On a cold winter night
Not a star was in sight
And the north wind came howling down the line
With his sweetheart so dear
Stood a brave engineer
With his orders to pull out No 9

She kissed him good-bye
With a tear in her eye
And the joy in his heart he could not hide
For the whole world seemed bright
When she told him that night
That tomorrow she would be his blushing bride

The wheels hummed a song
As the train rolled along
And the black smoke came pouring from the stack
The headlight a gleem
Seemed to brighten his dream
Of tomorrow when he’d be coming back

He sped round the hill
and his brave heart stood still
For a headlight was beaming in his face
And he murmered a prayer
As he threw on the air
For he knew that he had ran his final race

In the wreck he was found
Lying there on the ground
And he asked them to raise his weary head
As his breath slowly went
This message he sent
To the maiden who thought she would be wed

There’s a little white home
That I bought for our own
Where I dreamed we would be happy by and by
But I leave it to you
For I know that you’ll be true
Till we meet at the golden gate Go0d-Bye

In The Baggage Coach Ahead

On a dark and stormy night
A train rattled on
All the travelers had gone to bed
Except one young man with a babe in his arms
Who sat with a bowed down head

The innocent one began crying just then
As though its poor heart would break
An angry man said make that child stop its noise
For its keeping all of us awake

Put it out said another don’t keep it in here
Weve paid for our berth and our rest
But never a word said the man with the child
As he fondled it close to his breast

Where is its mother go take it to her
This a lady than softly said
I wish that I could was the mans sad reply
But she lies in the coach ahead

While the train rattled on a husband sat in tears
Thinking of the happy days of just a few short years
For baby face brings pictures of a cherished hope thats dead
But baby cries can’t wake her in the baggage coach ahead

Each eye filled up with tears as his story he told
Of a wife who was faithful and true
Of how he had saved all his earnings for years
Just to build up a home for two

How when heaven had sent this sweet little babe
Their young happy wives were blessed
His heart seemed to break
When he mentioned her name
And in tears tried to tell them the rest

Every woman arose to assist with the child
There were mothers and wives on the train
And soon was the little one sleeping in peace
With no thought of sorrow or pain

Next morn at the station he bade all good-bye
God Bless you he gratefully said
Each one had a story to tell their home
Of the baggage coach ahead

The Hazel Dell

In the hazel dell my Nelly’s sleeping
Nellie loved so long
And my lonely, lonely watch am keeping
Nellie lost and gone
Here in moonlight often we have wandered
Though the silent space
Now where leafy branches drooping down
Little Nelly’s laid

All alone my watch am keeping
in the hazel dell
For my darling Nelly’s near me sleeping
Nelly dear farewell

In the hazel dell my Nelly’s sleeping
Where the flowers wave
And the silent stars are nightly weeping
O’er poor Nelly’s grave
Hopes that once my bosom fondly cherish-d
Smile no more for me
Every dream of joy alas has perished
Nellie dear with thee

Now am weary friendless and forsaken
Watching here alone
Nelly thou no more will fondly cheer me
With thy loving tone
Yest forever shall they gentle image
In my memory dwell
And my tears thy lonely grave shall moisten
Nelly dear farewell

Till We Meet Again

There’s a song in the land of the lily
Each sweetheart has heard with a sigh
Over high garden walls
The sweet echo falls
When a loving boy whispers Good-bye

Smile awhile
You kiss me sad adieu
Till the clouds roll by
I’ll come to you
Then the skies will seem more blue
Down in lover’s lane my dearie
Wedding bells will ring so merrily
Every tear will be a memory
So wait and pray each night for me
Till we meet again

Though Good-bye means the birth of a tear drop
Hello means the birth of a smile
And the smile will erase
The tear-[hi]lighted trace
When we meet in the After awhile

F.M.