The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1874-08-21
THE WESTERN PIONEER.
Part 4.
~. DIR. W. W. JENNINGS.

your means as mine are limited, and so think it
best
To strap budget to my back aud journey toward
the west.
Aud when I and piece of land with trees not
IN pioneer n LOG honse out for Jane and a home;
when II il DONE with ridge board on, and garnet
xIl seek again your domcile to take out west my
mate.
There's nothing here that can debut drive the
Then my opinion Of it is, its wrong for me to stay.
FOR those who're Young, for those who're strong,
the western forests grew
For them 70 make home among, before they're
old like you.
That's what I said to Father Brown-with just
uDge OF pain,
For Brown YOU see was extra dad-from hitchlng
on to Jane:
Father-n.aw! OF course I meant no disrespect
90 him
Mas clean done up, and told his wife twas Billy
Jones within
How could leave you ask me, Jim, when they OPP
posed me so
Wal, now YOU sce-look here says my own ca
noe III row
always had headstrong way of doing things, It's
true,
And kept the upper ip all right It'll Jane COM
menced TO boot
But when she dried her tears, she placed her hand
ia mine
AND said that she was ready with me to go and
climb
The western hills and western slopes, and do her
level best
In clearing up the home we'd have, when settled in
the west.
Twas doue-no more was said, for Jane was boss at
home,
And Billy Jones-that's ae-packed UP mis- traps to
among tue wills Of Michigan, to find healthy
To pitch Lls tent, and build home, and nually-to
squat
1Gst DER this knoll that we're ascending, one warm
waded tlrou3h the brush out there and said
guessed Ia stay:
stay aud make farm that would support me
when I'm old,
or even The principal interest, in the thing
was sold.
Iknew that Jane liked water, and so thought I'd
make
orr home just en- the hill there tina. looks upon
Zts rolling waves have cheered me on, its music
While food in f.h and duck it gave our family the
best.
We'll, Jane came on one afternoon aboard a Buffalo
With he'd and bedding aud other things, but had to
hoat
Around Lake Erie fro,u night till early morn,
And in the fuss and excitement, Jim, little Ben
was born.
Born aboard the lTayfower, when the storm was
Aud Jaue-my wige-Bens motAer-lay on the
cOuch to ale,
The passengers were kind to her-and then the cap
tlin'S wife,
Tis said-I neyer buew-saved Beunie's mothers
life.
They said the ship was going down-aud Jane, her
child TO save,
Rushed up On decI to see the storm, and watch the
She clasped that boy close to her heart, while he
And wildly looking through the storm-said she
was going west.
On pended knee she prayed aloud for God to still
the waves,
And spare the lives of all on board from filling wa
About that child aud mother there, crowd had
gathered near,
Nho knelt beside her or the deck, and dropped in
ioy tear
Well, jim, they came all safe-that is Jane and
baby Ben,
And for once in my life was just the happest Of
men.
took thea to the old home you see there on the
hill,
And We commenced living so happily and we're
LIVING Chat way STILL
What work We done in cearing-that wife of mine
aud l.
Around about that old log home, when bears and
wolves We're nigh
Many a night we burned brush, Jln-iust where
you see that lawn.
When forest beasts howliog round till just be-
fore the dawn.
Aud then came that smoky fa.l-a bitter dose to
take
Why Jim--for days aud weeks together. we
couldn't see the lake,
We couldn't see the cows and oxen, We could not
Those days we're rough-Il tell you Jim upon
this western farm.
hovc,,,bor winds llav ,,iarci,,g col1 I'm, olo,~d
the smoke away,
And when the snow had fallen deep we saw the
shining day
We saw the clearing We had made, upon this farm
around
And wrote to Browu-my father-!n-law-about the
planting ground.
That little village over there, among the hills you
see
wac started up by Bnly Jones and his uncle, Rob
A rough Old town it used to be, but now it's nice
aud still,
Those churches there among the trees--haye done
what churches VIII.
Yes, Jiml Ben has got brOther-and little sister,
and in tlat boat upon the lake is Ell and Annie
And IL the street out there, with cornet in his
hand.
is Master BIly Jones' who leads our village band
Esless my soul, there comes Jane, with little baby
Johu-
store clothes on
Shell never know that farmer boy, who drove the
shining roans,
And offered her his heart aud baud just after Billy
Jones
friend OF yours, Jane, said 1, aud Jim just stood
up straight,
1fe used 20 hug you--so lie sags-oyer Father
Browns old gate,
Jane sghad and said she guessed that this was
NJ. Fey,
The lad shs used to airt with some when she was
young aud gay.
Jim went home aud told the folks about the farm
had,
said ynly Jones was doing well, aud made rat
Ting dad
lie put in one remark Tor me, for Jane had thought
it best
20 tll her pa and ma, she said, how well she liked
the west.
There's homes TO. hundreds such as us, there's
homes for hundreds more,
NhO ought TO leave their friends down east and
strike the western shore,
10 toll among the hills and plains when youth is
STRONG and bold
What youth can do cannot be done, by those who're
gray aud old.