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84 Ballads and Songs of Michigan
7 "Retrace your way ? No, never I These wilds we'll roam no more; So bid farewell to parents,
Kind parents you'll see no more."
8 Down on her knees before him She pleaded for her life. Deep, deep into her bosom
He plunged the fatal knife.
9 "Oh, I'll forgive you, Willie, With my last and dying breath; I never have deceived you," And she closed her eyes in death.
10 The banners they waved o'er her, The bugles loud did sound,
For strangers came and found her, Cold, lying on the ground.
11 They took her to her father's, As you may plainly see;
And now my Flora's sleeping Down by yon willow tree.
Obtained in 1935 from Mrs. Frank Donovan, Grattan Center, from a small manuscript paper wntten by her mother, Mrs. Eliza Bingham Tuthill, born near Grattan, of Holland-Dutch and Irish descent. This paper contained many copied sentences, as if it had been used for a school copybook.
A text of nine stanzas fairly similar to A.