Lexington weekly intelligencer. (Lexington, Mo.) 1871-1887, 1876-06-10
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e one waskilled. the other escaped. "-lHnb-
ard's ''IndiAn Vars" page 81.
Through mat of years departed,
Down vistas all divine, =
Come echoes OF . legend,
A lay of olden time.
Upon y peaceful hamlet.
When winters sun rolled low,
The morning dawned In brightness
Two hundred years ago.
The same hill watched the valley
That guarded it Of yore;
The same sun lights the river,
ThatWalders to the shore: p
The resfof the bright picture.
Unrolled before the day
Time q all-efacinR fingers
Have slowly worn away.
Upon the. chilly night-wind. -
When all the earth was still,
The foeman's signal echoed
From valley up to hill:
When slowly came the daWning,
Like wolves the foe crept down.
And prayers and war-cries blended
Above q blazing town.
Andlrode that days charger
Who're phantem hoo; ring
Down Times enchanted Valleys,
The Wampanosg King.
A warrior brave and daring
For whose rejected name *
At the judgment day ofnations
Some honor may remain.
But fairer than the romance
Time weaSes round Phillips name,
Or the immortal valOr
l That won our fathers m
The deed of pure devotion,
Thesimple, homely lay,
The guardian hill surrounding,
: ! Beheld and heard that lay.
Upon the hamlet's borders,
Within the valley far, ,--H E5tl-.
Where South winds love to hnger
And flowers perfume the air,
Dwell with wife and children,
While years in gladnessEran =
Unvexed by England's p~rfesthood,
An exiled Puritan.
A peaceful, quiet yeoman,
Who ever daily trod,
By brighter hopes attended,
The pathway OF his God.
A brave, devoted woman,
whose name and lineage fair
z The dau9hter oil the hamlet u
In 6fter years should bear.
Upont that doieiuI morning.
When On the winter air,
Rose from the lips of many
And nae wnensse dsesded war-whoop
On Graded umbe fell,
And to the mother s istenfng
Came like q funeral knei1E
courage superhuman
Intusing ali her soul
"John, take thy Msry,,,,said she,
ssFor now the alMm-drums roll;
And 1 will 60 with Richard,
Thou through the woods, andI
Across the field and meadow
viii to the fortress fly.
"And it," che said, s'while living,
We meet again no more,
Well wait each others coming
On the eternal shore"
Then they embraced in silence,
And kissed . long farewell,
And, parting in the morning,
Met not Wnen evening fell. 3
The bolts of death above her
Low HURLED in the air,
And through the valley echoed
The wild cries of despair.
The faces of her kindred, .-s..
The voIces Of the dead. J'55G fti
The vision Of the future
i1nspired her - she fled. +fEft.r tt.
She sees q band of women,
Devoted, NOBLE brave. .
Co-workers with our fathers.
This lovely land to save;
She sees q race OF heroes. IL
OF yeomaa firm and true,
Who pierced the outer darkness
Till the light o flood shone through.
She sees q peaceful village;
Upon . fairer one,
In mis- unceasng cycless
Meier shone The Holden sum E
But Deaths that rsstie.s sngel. :
Who roams the carth n Sea
Descending from the hillside,
Crossed over to the lea.
For when the sun declining
His golden glory shed
Upon the smoking ruins,
The living and the dead
He threw q heavy halo
Around the upturned face
Of that heroic mother -EL.H
The child in her embrace.
But bark! upon Times pini0ns,
And through the vale of years
In space forever rumbling
And rolling with the spheres
Come family to our lsteping
The booming of . gun;
To-day in tones of thunder
The thrilling answers come.
They wake the buried echoes;
They surge upon the soul,
As storm-tossed waves of ocean
On slumber beaches roll.
Again the foe is flying
In terror through the lea;
The river bears the tidings
In triumph to the sea.
Now softly comes the twilight
OF centuries ago;
Within the deepening shadow
Retires the %vanquished foe;
Upon the fading landscape
Descends the night of years
And through the mystic gateway
The vision disappears.
Then in that woeful cleaning
When the last dark foe had fed,
The father and the daughter
Sought their beloved dead.
They found them in the meadow,
, Where now the willows wave,
And wild.nowers bloom forever
Above their nameless grave.
Till yonder hills shall crumble,
Our rivers melt away
As night-engendered vapors
Before the dawn of day
The memory of that mother,
Enshrined in every soul,
viii brighten through the future,
While ages N ardro
Let endless generations,
This halloWed story know,
OF martyrdom heroic,
Two hundred year, agol
The chndren's children listen,
When evening shadows fall,
To catch the sound of hooE-beats,
And hear the foeman's call.