Page 41

By Jack Joseph Smith

"The farmer in the dell, the farmer in the dell" they are singing, three triangled boys, two of shorter height, the other not large, but of good size. The street they are on is of old brick, as are the lofty Middle Class homes covered with ivy. Before their entrances are directed toward another boy who is eating of his weenie, not as they drink of whiskey as they are. But up the street a beautiful young girl is intrupted from her dreams, and coming out of bed she stares for the first time by her window in the sillouette of a soft summer night. Here she trips sharply, damn you Jack Frost.

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Childhood street ritual slides into menace as song, class, food, and the girl's windowed view all converge around Jack Frost.

Even with partial phrasing, the page stages a neighborhood scene very vividly. The sing-song opening and the summer-night window turn ordinary street life into something mythic, but the tone is already edged with threat and humiliation.

Claude

A street ritual edged with threat. 'The farmer in the dell' is sung by 'three triangled boys' on a brick street of 'lofty Middle Class homes covered with ivy', their attention 'directed toward another boy who is eating of his weenie, not as they drink of whiskey'. Up the street 'a beautiful young girl is intrupted from her dreams', appearing 'in the sillouette of a soft summer night' only to 'trip sharply' - the page closing on the curse 'damn you Jack Frost', naming the menace that recurs across the following pages. Source spellings 'triangled', 'intrupted', and 'sillouette' are preserved.