37. GRANNY CHAVCHAM'S DAYS WERE OVER.

When autumn lay on vale and hill,

Sadness came into the cabin

Where Granny Chaugham lay so still,

For her troubled life was ended.

When the autumn moon was yellow

And the forest colors fading;

When the maple leaves were falling,

Floating on the Tunxis waters,

And the birds were southward flying

In the pleasant Indian summer,

Thus‘ tis written in the records,

Granny Chaugham's days were over,

All her joys and sorrows ended

For she died in eighteen twenty —

And her age — one hundred five years.