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354 Ballads and Songs of Michigan
Till they told him it was his confession; "Vera Snyder's death is now laid to you."
8 Then the judge slowly gave him this sentence, "Your life is the forfeit you'll pay."
Then Anson spoke with a voice firm and steady, "Sir, Your Honor, I'm not guilty as they say."
9 I can see my poor mother at bedtime As she prays in our dear Savior's name, Asking Him through His dear tender mercy To bring her boy Anson back to her again.
io As I sit by the fireside a-thinking I can see brother Anson again As he smiled through his tears that were flowing; Then he said, "We may never meet again."
ii O how well I remember that parting, It was back in the long, long ago; And fourteen long years they have vanished Since our tears together they did flow.
12 Now to you this might sound like a story, But to me it is very sad and true,
For to him I was once like a father; Now there's nothing for him I can do.
13 His mother is waiting and she's watching For her boy to return home some day That again she may clasp him to her bosom Ere her Savior has called her away.