Ever wonder how that little brook got its name ?
Well, according to some, it had to do with a runaway female indentured servant (then called a "Jade"), whose Master put a full page ad in the Philadelphia papers ; STOP THE JADE !!
He wasn't all that popular with the locals, and one of the more waggish Pineys decided to re-name the brook running past the Master's house: calling it " Stop That Jade Run ".
I found out about that story many years ago, while camping with my late wife. There was pen and paper at hand, and I had time to kill....and this was the result:
Stop That Jade !
With a skillet in her hand:
Stop that jade ! Stop that jade !
An' things jest ain't a workin' out
The way the Deacon planned-
Stop that jade ! Stop that jade !
It's no use to call the Sheriff
Cause the rascal's outa town
An' the Deputy's in Chatsworth
Payin' court to Molly Brown-
So pass the jug around agin -
Mebbe then we'll run her down:
Deacon's yellin' “Go stop that jade !”
2
That jade she was indentured
To ol' skinflint Deacon Jones-
Stop that jade ! Stop that jade !
An' while his missus was in town
He tried to jump her bones
Stop that jade ! Stop that jade !
Oh, she waited till the Deacon
Had his britches round his knees,
Then she hit 'im with a skillet
Jest as nicely as you please:
Done left him with his wherewithal
A- coolin' in the breeze -
Deacon's yellin' “Go stop that jade !”
3
She's a- runnin' past the stillhouse
An' across the Treaty land
Stop that jade ! Stop that jade !
But I reckon we won't catch 'er
If we git too drunk to stand
Stop that jade ! Stop that jade !
It's no use to go a runnin'
When yer feet's all tangled up
She'll be halfway down to Quakertown
Before we sober up...
So pass the jug aroun' agin'
I'll try another cup !!
Deacon's yellin : “ Go stop that jade !”
Well, according to some, it had to do with a runaway female indentured servant (then called a "Jade"), whose Master put a full page ad in the Philadelphia papers ; STOP THE JADE !!
He wasn't all that popular with the locals, and one of the more waggish Pineys decided to re-name the brook running past the Master's house: calling it " Stop That Jade Run ".
I found out about that story many years ago, while camping with my late wife. There was pen and paper at hand, and I had time to kill....and this was the result:
Stop That Jade !
She's a-runnin' through the BarrensWith a skillet in her hand:
Stop that jade ! Stop that jade !
An' things jest ain't a workin' out
The way the Deacon planned-
Stop that jade ! Stop that jade !
It's no use to call the Sheriff
Cause the rascal's outa town
An' the Deputy's in Chatsworth
Payin' court to Molly Brown-
So pass the jug around agin -
Mebbe then we'll run her down:
Deacon's yellin' “Go stop that jade !”
2
That jade she was indentured
To ol' skinflint Deacon Jones-
Stop that jade ! Stop that jade !
An' while his missus was in town
He tried to jump her bones
Stop that jade ! Stop that jade !
Oh, she waited till the Deacon
Had his britches round his knees,
Then she hit 'im with a skillet
Jest as nicely as you please:
Done left him with his wherewithal
A- coolin' in the breeze -
Deacon's yellin' “Go stop that jade !”
3
She's a- runnin' past the stillhouse
An' across the Treaty land
Stop that jade ! Stop that jade !
But I reckon we won't catch 'er
If we git too drunk to stand
Stop that jade ! Stop that jade !
It's no use to go a runnin'
When yer feet's all tangled up
She'll be halfway down to Quakertown
Before we sober up...
So pass the jug aroun' agin'
I'll try another cup !!
Deacon's yellin : “ Go stop that jade !”