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AMERICAN BALLADS AND SONGS
"What proof have you?" the preacher said,
"My infant," she replied, Then raised the babe and knelt to pray;
The little one had died.
The parents of the bride then took
The outcast by the hand, "We'll care for you through life," they said,
"You've saved our child from harm." The outcast wife, the bride, and parents
Then quickly drove away. The husband died by his own hand
Before the break of day.
No wedding feast that night was spread,
Two graves were made next day, One for the babe, and in the one
The father soon was laid. This story has been often told,
By fireside warm and bright, Of bride and groom and outcast
On that fatal wedding night.