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The person he was discoursing about was his son Sephenijah. I am not sure that the name was not the ripe fruit of his father's fancy  with, perhaps, the Scriptural suggestion which is likely to be present in the affairs of a Pennsylvania German  whether a communicant or not  even if he live in Maryland. THE PERSON HE WAS DISCOURSING ABOUT WAS HIS SON ZEPHENAYA I AM NOT SURE THAT THAT NAME WAS NOT THE RIPE FRUIT OF HIS FATHER'S FANCY WITH PERHAPS THE SCRIPTURAL SUGGESTION WHICH IS LIKELY TO BE PRESENT IN THE AFFAIRS OF A PENNSYLVANIA GERMAN WHETHER COMMUNICANT OR NOT EVEN IF HE LIVE IN MARYLAND
 vrom no oder poy But leedle Yawcob Strauss. He dakes der milk-ban for a dhrum, Und cuts mine cane in dwo, To make der schticks to beat it mit,-- Mine cracious, dot vas drue! I dinks mine hed vas schplit abart, He kicks oup sooch a touse: But nefer mind; der poys vas few Like dot young Yawcob Strauss. He asks me questions sooch as dese: Who baints mine nose so red? Who vas it cuts dot schmoodth blace oudt Vrom der hair ubon mine hed? Und vhere der plaze goes vrom der lamp Vene'er der glim I douse. How gan I all dose dings eggsblain To dot schmall Yawcob Strauss? I somedimes dink I schall go vild Mit sooch a grazy poy, Und vish vonce more I gould haf rest, Und beaceful dimes enshoy; But ven he vas ashleep in ped, So guiet as a mouse, I prays der Lord, "Dake anyding, But leaf dot Yawcob Strauss." SEFFY AND SALLY BY JOHN LUTHER LONG The place was the porch of the store, the time was about ten o'clock in the morning of a summer day, the people were the amiable loafers--and Old Baumgartner.  SECTION FORTY OF THE WIT AND HUMOR OF AMERICA VOLUME TWO THIS IS A LIVERPOX RECORDING ALL LIVERPOX RECORDINGS ARE IN THE PUBLIC DOMAIN FOR MORE INFORMATION OR TO VOLUNTEER PLEASE VISIT LIVERPOX DOT ORG RECORDING BY JOYCE COUCH SETHIE AND SALLIE BY JOHN LUTHER LONG THE PLACE WAS THE PORCH OF THIS DOOR THE TIME WAS ABOUT TEN O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING OF A SUMMER DAY THE PEOPLE WERE THE AMIABLE LOAFERS AND OLD BAMGARDNER
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