They would both put one foot into my hand,
Every time I told them,
They would both scratch my hand, and peck on my cap,
Every time I told them.

When some one used to happen to shut them out the room,
They would take on at a dreadful rate,
I let them straight in, and as soon as the person was gone,
Poor little Ada Queetie would not keep out of my lap,
Squeezing me close up, talking to me,
And Poor little Beauty Linna would not keep off my shoulders,
With her face squeezed close to my face, talking to me,
They was so glad they got back in this room with me,
And I wasn't hurt and carried away.

Consider those dear hearts, that loved me so well,
And depended all on me to be their true friend.

Poor little Beauty Linna, departed this life,
My hands around her by the fire, my heart aching,
I wept steady from that time, till next day,
I took the best of care of her, days and nights,
I did everything could be done,
I did the best I could do,
I sat up nights with her, till it made me very lame,
Then I fixed her in her bed, warm, close by the fire,
Put warm clothes under, over and around,
And left fire burning and lay down with all my clothes on,
And got up very often with her, and sat up as long as I could.
I never took off none of my clothes for 18 days and nights.

Poor little heart, never can call me back no more,
When I go out the room,
She did it as long as she was able,
For eight months after Poor Sissy's decease,
She would not let me go out the room,
Called me straight back, as soon as I went out.

I fed her with a teaspoon in her sickness,
Good milk and nutmeg, and good porridge,
And so I did Poor Sissy.

I made fire days and nights,
To keep Poor Beauty Linna warm,
The day before Poor little dear was taken away,
She opened her eyes and looked me up into my face,
For the last time, O heart melting,
Poor little Beauty Linna,
She could not have the wind to blow on her,
All her last summer through,
She would keep out the wind.

A mournful scene it was to me,
To see their breath depart,
Consider soon my time will come,
And I must follow on.

Anxiety of mind will keep any one up and doing,
If they have a friend sick,
If their own health is very miserable.

No one here on earth can know,
But on