The Council Bluffs nonpareil. [volume] (Council Bluffs [Iowa]) 1857-1867, 1858-09-25
THE DEACON,s MAsTERPTECE-OR THE
wONDERFuL ,ONE-HORsE SHAY
= LOGICAL sroaY. BIZ HOLMES.

fave YOU heard of the wonderful -horse-shay,
That was built in such logical way
II ran a hundred years to day, n - r
Aud then of 4 sudden, it---ah, but stay, ..-..s.
I'll tell you what happened without delay,
Soaring the parson into hts, q
Frichfcuing the people out OF their wits TE- T."
Have You ever heard Of that, say?
Seventeen hundred and ffty-fvc, Ssz= -7s'",s
GeorGias SecundUs was then alive a. -
Snndy cid drone from the German hive. ~ .-s --
THAT was the year when Lisbontow . w. 3
Saw the earth open and gap her duwn, .--s..
And Braddock's armv was done SO brown,
Left without scalp to its crown.
II was on the terrible Earthquake-day
That the Deacon flushed the one-horse-shas' 3
Vow building Of chaises tell you what, ----- -
There is always sorne,chere weakest spot.
In hub tire, felloe, in spring or thill,
In panel, crossbar, or door or sill,
In screw, bolt Observation-Disclosures
Find IT somewhere You must and will s--E
Above below, or within or without
And that's the reason, beyond q doubt, So
A chaise breaks d0pn, but doesn't Eedf outs -
sut the Beacon sgore tis Deasots do Y--0
with an - dew vum," an II tell yeon,
He would build one shay to beat the taoSh X
IN the keounty N all the kentry round' IT.. %
It should be SO built that it couidnt break uo""'
Put" said the Deacon, "'tis mighty plain
That the weakest place mus stan the stfaln'
IN the way Z fix it, uz maintain, -.
. Is only Jest
omakc The place uz strong w the resi-.
So the Deacon inquired of the villaee ioik'
Where he could find the strongest u,
THAT couldn't be split, nor bent hof e''Ac- ...
That was for spokes, and floor and s,is; t:,,
no scut for lancewood to make the ufihs, r
,,,rs we're ash fro IN ife straghtest trees;
ybe uapels of white-wond that cuts IKE cheese,
But lasts like iron for things Ike thest, :,
The hubs Of logs from the Settlers : e,Iuni i
Last of its timbeF-they couldn't sell eul- -
an "A
A-i the wedges Sew from between thetr hps'
Their blunt ends frizzled like celery tps'
Step and prop iron bolt and screw,
Springs, tire, axle and linch PIN t"nj
Steel of the finest bright and biue'
Thoroughbrace, brson-sxin, thick ana VIDE;
Boot top, dasher, from tough old hide
Found in the pit when the tanner dieu.
That was the way he put her through
''There!" said the Deacon, ''naow she'll dew''
Do! tell you, rather guess
She a wonder End nothing les'!
Colts grew horses, boards turned gray
Deacon and Deac0ness dropped away,
Children and rand-children-whefe are they!
Bnt there stood the stout old one rse-snay
As fresh as oh Lisbon earthquake day!
EIG,trEEN HrNDhED-it came and found
The Deacpn's Masterpiece strong and sound.
Eighteen hundred increased by ten
t'IIahns UNI kerridge' they calledf then
Eighteen hpndre ell and twenty came;
Running rsual; much the same.
Thirty and forty at last arrive,
And then came fifty and fIfTy-rivE.
Little OF all we value here
Wakes on the morn of its hundreith year.
Without both feeling and locking queer.
In fact. there's nothing that kecpsits youth,
So far as l know, but Il tree and truth.
This is moral that runs at Large
Take it-You'r wecume-No eN!n charge)
FIRST OF NovE,fBER-The Earthquake day.
There are traces of age in the onehorse-shay,
A general favor of mild decay, .
But nothing local as one may say
There couldn't be-for the Deacon's art s.t
Had made it so like in every part
That there asn' t a chance for oneto start,
For the wheels were just as strong as the thills,
And the floor was just as strong as the sils,
And the panels Just as strong As the hoor,
ind the whlppletFe &c neither less Dor more, .
And the back crossbar as strong a. the fore, .r
And spring and axle aad hub encore
And yet, as q Whois it j. past doubt
In another hour it Will be w0rn out!
First of November, 'Fitty-hvc!
This moruIng the parson takes a drive. .-.
Now small boys get out of the way!
Here comes the wonderful ne-hO>s-Shav,
Drawn by a rft-tal!ed e"e-ncCkPd bay,
.'Iluddupl' sad the parson-OH went they.
Tie parson was working his Sundays text
Had got to ffthiy, and stopped perplexed
At what the-MJSeS-was cuming next.
An at once the horse stood still,
Close by the meet 'n-hOuse on tho hill.
First a shver, aud then thrill.
Then something decidedly Ike spill
Aud the ptr>"H sitting upon a rvCk.
\ trai q tho - house CtosE-z
JusI the hour ni the Earthquake shocE!
What do you think the parson found,
When he got mp and sta ed around -
The % or old cbaisc heap or mouna, - e.
As II il had been to the mill and ground!
You sec, OF curse. if v"u re not Ounce,
How II went 10 pieces AL al uLCe-
All at and nothing iirStE-
just bubbles do when they burst.
End Of the wonderful one-hoss-shay.
Logic Is luSiC. That's all say.