Building the log cabin
Caught singing on the road, and the dream of a cabin of her own
Among the wild roses, Agnes sings her hymn as nicely as she can, and it sounds gorgeous to her until a 19-year-old neighbor boy and his friends come around the bend and catch her. Mortified, she walks on, and that's when she decides she wants a little log cabin on a hill, where she could sing English, Bohemian, or anything she likes without being embarrassed.
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What Agnes says
Words in light grey italics were hard to hear, so they may not be exact.
to sing as nice as I knew how. And I was pretty pleased about it. Well, it sang gorgeous and the trees around and everything. And so I must have sang a couple of verses. And all of a sudden I started.
There was, it was my misfortune to meet someone. Our neighbor boy, he was about 19. We had a couple of friends with him. and here they come around well the road was so then such a big bend around you know that you couldn't see but a rod or two headed you see so here they come around the bend when I come towards him and I was so embarrassed well I was there when he was born but by gully that don't cut the figure when he's already 19 and he was smiling from year to year looking at me and the friends too they had a little
giggle and there I was caught, you know, unexpectedly, and that, well, you know, that's the first time I never told him hello, and he says, hi, Agnes, and he kept on going, I kept on going the opposite way, we match like.
And just then I was, that's when my thought of a cabin of my own, a little cabin I figured I'll have built out of logs, up on the hill someplace where I can look at the creek down the, and I could watch the deer where they go by the dear path.
And I said to myself, and there I can just sit on a little bench, and if I feel like singing anything, English or Bohemian or hymn or any kind of a song, absolutely I will not be embarrassed because I'll be sitting on my land, you know, and do what I want to do.
It's still a free country. And that's all these things I was thinking I didn't sing no more. I went another quarter of a mile on this year trick, and turned around and went back. And that's where the cabin of my dreams started, the thought of it.