Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1870-04-05
MR.. APPLE TREE.

haven friend. benevolent friend,
Thst showers good gifts along my path,
And DOUBTLESS he will Till his life shat end,
For IN his true heart Is no guile or srath.
Year sfter wear, without hope of reward,
lie Siyes ffeely all chat be hath;
And lei me ir gratitude now record
What a gensrous whoe soulrd fellow is hc--
My tenesolent friend, Mr. Apple Tree.
where does he liver why, there he stands
Like q humble servant awaiting commands
There be stands by the garden walk
Jast outside Of the kitchen door,
Looking ia often. hearing us talk,
But never c.ossing the threshold Ger.
Ntiasn snd r1uEa, bat sound 10 the core,
lie staHls With his eel ia The rich dark soil,
ls6rs I'D ,un sain, the sun and the dew,
Transforming q all by his ceaseless toll
70 iieh rape apples for me aud Tor YOU.
$50 wbe.a you may, you will rarely sso
ehtni.s' - Skilled As oar Apple Tree.
Ia lAs eaIly Spring, see, what does he bring
To gladden. our hearts and scent the airi
Thousands Of flOwerets white and iair
With rubl unge, and an oder rare
Aud sweet Us the tropical spicy gales
That I'LL the coss;iug mariners sails.
Drest 10 Ills feathery wreaths OF spray,
lie gives to the children garlands gNy
And allarss the orioles far away
70 perch in his b0ughs, 20 MARBLE and sing.
he calls 10 she bees ana each LuzIing thing
To feast on his bounty again and again,
And lay up honey for dainty men
For 10 please our senses must surely be
The chief delight and tine highest CLEO
OF tho family friend, Mr. Apple Tree.
WHEN the sultry sun Of the Summer DAYS
PourS down his aeEee and seorehins rays,
The good old uee stands ready TO spread
His cool green curtain over my head,
As come from work and WEAKLY bow
la the breezy shade, to lave my brow.
And for these kind deeds, the only lee
Is the boon Of life for the Apple Zee.
Then see him in Autumn, patient nd strong !;
Every one Of his arms so long
Offering Tue With gesture mute
pleasant Fepast oil the mellow fruit
The laden boughs OF my hoaest friend
Over the gRr.en pathway bend
And, If unheeding hastily pass,
lie drops lie ripest upon the grSa
As IL the lice would have said TO me-
may, do not scorn to accept and eat
These trjfiug gifts lay a. thy feet
For tho sAkeo the humble Apple Trse."
Even in Winters deadhest chill,
At the outer door he is standing silt,
With stasned arms and with fingers bare
Stutdily beating the frosty air
But his roots are safe deep under ground
Aad in the tips OF the twigs are found
Mnutest germs Of the leaves and flowers
Lying snug in each bud, till warm az showers
Bring the dow of life and liberty
To my patient friend Mr.. Apple Tree.
What will take for my fine old tree'
All, neighbor, It's useless 10 talk to me-
You may buy my horse, my shop, nv kline,
And IN soon have more and ne'er repine,
But the kind old Tree may not be sold;
lts worth we viii measure not in gold.
My childrsa shall feast on its Juicy food
IN ssuce end nie, and IN dumping good
They shall climb IT'S trunk and sport ia lis TOP
Aud laugh While the golden pples drop.
And ia sad aid age ! may often see
Greet reason 70 bless this generous tree.
How came il TO stand here. so tall and grand
Ay boy, twas here when We bought the land
u was planted here By a man who know
That the Apple Tree would be strong and true.
Us lived here once, when the town vas new,
Writing end printing, and labOring too,
With the hoe and shovel, the AK and pillow,
Though better fortune attends him now.
lie earned scsnt living a. best he could
And wrough Tor us all some lastng good
Ia church end at homo he "a az and PRAYED
But best of all for posteIity
Ne planted and made, 10y his honest shade
housands Of trees like our Apple Tree
Thus tgdf good words from the minds Of fuen
tut GOOD Dead lives again and again,
Blossomi0g brighter each coming Spring,
ear after yaar fresh fruits TO bring,
Till bad deed Kills il in cruelty
A. the aS cuts down the Apple Tree.