, 1873-09-07

Thrifty men, deYoat believers,
OF the tribe Of human bearers,
Tho no lowera Of dazzling beauty
III thcir ploughelarc line of duty
Rose aud bloosnM, 4tlll, rural daisies,
sach % eycry village raiaes,
From tho thin Boll Of their epirita
Free OF hny CLEAN Of passion,
FloNor'd III all lpGtructivo fashion.
Quito eonEinced that ltfc was naoting
Every week thoy went to meeting,
Met and prayed to God In dozens.
Uncles, nephewa, nicces, cousins.
J:ining there In adoration. s..
AL tho beaver population
From this family one creature,
Tailor and more fair Of feature,
Erru and WANDERED, slightly lnckfnR
n tho building, breedngt packing,
Tribal-insinct; !; and would mayer
Hett0 down bT wood or river,
Build honso OF take woman
In tho pleasant fashion common
To his raco; ovincing rather
Traces Of Homo aerccr father,
Panthcr-!lks, to hunting gtvcn
In the eye Of tho blue loavonl
On hts unborn soul comforting
Endlesa Impulse to 10 Htirrlng,- ~
To 10 eYor wandering, racing,
BIrd-lite, waye-Ilko. chased o. chasing,
Born betilo the stormy oceau,
'TWAa the giant'a earliest notion
To go roaming on the billow
With damp plank for pillow.
In hta youth ho went al sailor
With tho skipper Of whn!er;
unt III lator lifo he better
Loved to feol no sort Of fettor,
Al his own FREQ pathway mapping
In tho f0rtst, t,-huuting, trapping.
Dy great Elyers, ttro' Vaat valleys,
~ tnro soMo enchanted palace,
Ever bright aud ever changing,
MAny ytars ho went a-ranginE,-
Free as any wars, and only
Lonely nH cloud iB lonely,
Floating In void, surveying
Endlesa stacta for endless straying.
Pause minute and regard hlui
Years Of hardBhtps have not mnrr'd him.
Limbs made perfect. irun-solderd,
WhiBkor'd, bearded, strong aud stately,
with a smile that Turks sodatcly
In atln eyes Of 3 cold azurs,
Never lighting to sheer pleasure,
gtapds ho shore, mid tho Rroan trees,
Like the arcek god. Herakles.
Stay, nor let The bright alusion
Lead your sptrit to confusion.
Tho = wAnderer and creature
Almost as god III foature,
ThtH mans nature WAS a. surely
Bonllcsa and instructive purely.
Az tho natures Of those others,
His Bedater beaver-brothers
Nothing brilliant, BRIGHT or frantic,
Nothing maidons style romantic,
Flnahu hts slow brain morn OF night
Into spiritual HghtI
Further In his soul rpcodInH,
Certain signs Of heayer-breediug
Kept Ills homey Wits in see-saw
Part was Jacob, part WAS E9au;
No reyo!ter believer
In tho dull creed Of the beaver;
Strictly moral; Becing beauty
In tho ploughsharo line Of duty;
Loving Nature ~ beasts love Il.
Eating, drinking, tasting OIL
With uo Wild, poetic cleaning,
Seldom ahaping, never dreaming;
Beaver with wandering craze.
Walked Eurekn in Gods ways.
And finally, In different measure, We have
ho conclusion Of the idyl, after the death Of tho
ndinn wife and her baby, presenting to VI the
rogaio ending OF an inconceiyAblo story.
TIE ErItO0t1E.
In dark corner Of the burial-place,
WheEe sleep apsrt the creatures Of red race,
Bad Hose was Laid, cold, beautiful, prd dead,
With all tho great whito snow above her bed.
Aud eoon the tiny partner Of hor guest,
Tho little babe, was laid upon her breast;
For, though tho heart Of pbmbe had been kind,
And sought to saye tho infant left behind,
i withord When the mothers k1sa w1thdrow,-
Tho Red Ioso falel and tho Blossom, toe.
There sleeps their dust, hut meath another aky,
Moro hiul than this, their spirits sleeping ue
Sleeping or waking9 There, with eyes tesr-wet,
y hcr aoul homclesa7 doth she wander Jet,
Silent by thoae still pathways, with bent head,
Btin uatoning liateulug, for her warriors tread7
~; sai; me-, "o .f Son1ss ne: osTsho The agts ron
8hG mEat WAit on, md thousand otherB too
II waking Immortality he true.
nut, no God g.voth HtH beloyed alcop;
1s9 Of rye sy ns 19
But III the red mans happy huntlng-palns
Amid tho harmless uhados Of aocks and herds,
Amid the hum Of bees, tho song Of birds.
With fells and woods al round, and skIes above
Dark III thine eyes, and doathlesa - thy. 1oyei
Here ends my tale what further should I state7
6xVe that pour rhmbe soon forgive her mate,
A. small, white wses for9ive With words outspoken
TAe peace waa patcl'd almost ~ BOOB al broken;
For pluobG argued, attor good cry,
"'Tla bat 1ohi but break my hcart-notIt
All tue mon do lt-thats inet confessed,
t Arg t ny tEe5t r. hnpas tap =, ouiy liko tho ret.
1'Y0 got the cpWt to mind. tho iluilB to feed.