Our Two Opinions
Us two wuz boys when we fell out—
Nigh to the age uv my youngest now;
Don’t rec’lect what t’wuz about,
Some small deef’rence, I’ll allow;
Lived next neighbors twenty years,
A-hatin’ each other, me ‘nd Jim,—
He havin’ his opinyin uv me,
‘Nd I havin’ my opinyin uv him.
Grew up together ‘nd wouldn’t speak,
Courted sisters ‘nd married’ em, too;
‘Tended same meetin’ house onct a week,
A-hatin’ each other through ‘nd through!
But when Abe Linkern asked the West
F’r soldiers, we answered—me ‘nd Jim—
He havin’ his opinyin uv me,
‘Nd I havin’ my opinyin uv him.
But down in Tennessee one night
There wuz sounds uv firin’ far away,
‘Nd the Sergeant allowed ther’d be a fight
With the Johnnie Rebs some time nex’ day;
‘Nd as I wuz thinkin’ of Lizzie ‘nd home,
Jim stood afore me, long and slim—
He havin’ his opinyin uv me,
‘Nd I havin’ my opinyin uv him.
Seemed like we knew ther wuz goin’ to be
Serious trouble f’r me and him;
Us two shuck hands, did Jim ‘nd me.
But nearer a word from me or Jim!
He went his way, ‘nd I went mine,
‘Nd into the battle’s roar went we—
I havin’ my opinyin uv Jim,
‘Nd he havin’ his opinyin uv me.
Jim never came back from the war again,
But I haint forgot that last, last night,
When, waitin’ fur orders, us two men
Made up, ‘nd shook hands afore the fight
‘Nd after it all, its soothin’ to know
That here be I, ‘nd yonder’s Jim—
He havin’ his opinyin uv me,
‘Nd I havin’ my opinion uv him.
EUGENE FIELD.