The House Carpender- Willard (NY) 1869 Cutting
[Source is Mudcat Forum taken from Cutting's "Songs from Aunt Lois" file, and it is signed Sarah A Willard, Moriah Center NY, April 28, 1869."
Post by John Minear: I had an email response from Varick Chittenden of TAUNY to my enquiry about the Willard manuscript. Here it is:
"Thanks for your inquiry. FYI, the handwritten copy we have in our archival materials is from a file compiled by Miss Edith Cutting beginning nearly 70 years ago. Now in her late 80s, Miss Cutting, who collected largely from family and neighbors in her native northeastern Adirondacks and the Champlain Valley, was a student of the legendary Dr. Harold Thompson and did meritorious fieldwork in those days. She donated some of her large collection to TAUNY, from which this one piece comes.
The limited info on the House Carpenter is: from Cutting's "Songs from Aunt Lois" file, and it is signed Sarah A Willard, Moriah Center NY, April 28, 1869."
So who was Sarah A. Willard, who wrote down the lyrics to "The House Carpenter" at Moriah Center, NY, in April of 1849? I have been searching online trying to locate her, but I have not had any success in linking a person by this name to this place. Did she live there or was she visiting? Was she a young woman, perhaps not yet married, or was she an older woman? A very rough time frame for her birth might be somewhere between 1775 and 1835. Moriah Center is near Lake Champlain and was barely even settled by 1849. It is in a region that was known for timbering and then for the mining of iron ore.
Mick Pearce has transcribed the "Willard Version" from TAUNY website for us. He gives us a literal transcription and then a modern reading of that. Thanks very much for this good work, Mick.
R. Matteson 2013]
The House Carpender- original text from Sarah A. Willard, NY 1869
1. Well mett well mett my own
True love well mett well mett, said he
I have just returned from the salt
Salt Sea all for the love of the
2 If you will forsake your hous
Carpender and go along with me
I will take you whair the grass
grows green on the Banks of the Sweete
Willie
3 If i'll forsake my house carpender
And go along with the have you
Eny thing to mantane me up
on to kepe me from slavery
4 One hundred ships I have at
Sea a making for dryd land
With two hundred and tenn bold
Jolly seamen all shall be at your comand
5 She called her babe up on her
Knee and she kist it two and three
Sayd stay at home my sweete little
Babe and keepe your dad company
6 She dresst her self in rich way
In riches to be hold and every street
that She past through she shode
her glitter goald
7 She had not been at Sea two
Weakes I am sure it was not three
before this maid she began
for to weap and She wept most
Bitterly
8 Is it for my goald that you
Weape or is it for my store or is
It for the house carpender that
you never can see any more
9 Tis not for your goald that
I weap it is not for your store
But its all for the love of my
Sweete little babe that I never can
See eny more
10 She had not ben on the sea three
Weakes I am sure it was not four
Before that ship She sprung a leak
And she sank to rise no more
11 Bad luck Bad luck to Sea
fare mades and kurse be all
your lives for robing of the
House Carpender and Stealing
Away his wife
April 28 1869
Sarah A. Willard
Moriah Center Ny
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The House Carpenter (edited)- From Sarah A. Willard, NY 1869. Rendering into modern orthography by Mick Pearce
1 Well met, well met my own true love
Well met, well met, said he
I have just returned from the salt, salt sea
All for the love of thee
2 If you will forsake your house carpenter
And go along with me
I will take you where the grass grows green
On the Banks of the Sweet Willie?
3 If I'll forsake my house carpenter
And go along with thee
Have you anything to maintain me upon
And to keep me from slavery
4 One hundred ships I have at sea
A-making for dry land
With two hundred and ten bold jolly seamen
All shall be at your command.
5 She called her babe up on her
Knee and she kissed it two and three
Said stay at home my sweet little babe
And keep your dad company
6 She dressed herself in rich array
In riches to behold
And every street that she passed through
She showed her glittering gold [She looked like glittering gold]
7 She had not been at sea two weeks
I am sure it was not three
Before this maid she began for to weep
And she wept most bitterly
8 Is it for my gold that you weep
Or is it for my store?
Or is it for the house carpenter
That you never can see any more?
9 Tis not for your gold that I weep
It is not for your store
But its all for the love of my sweet little babe
That I never can see any more
10 She had not been on the sea three weeks
I am sure it was not four
Before that ship she sprung a leak
And she sank to rise no more
11 Bad luck, bad luck to sea fare maid [to the seafaring maid]
And cursed be all your lives
For robbing of the House Carpenter
And stealing away his wife.