Rocky Mountain husbandman. [volume] (Diamond City, Mont.) 1875-1943, 1878-06-27
7HB BON I CIRCLE.
eorEBODY'S MOTHER.

..oot was wet with Il recent snow
~ ,roman's feet were aged ana SLOW. =
at the crossing and waited long,
rncared for, amid the throng.
.,,.n beings who passed her by,
VI .ao,aa the glance of her anxious eye.
.,o street. with laughter and shout,
po. :. +be freedom Of school let OUT"
a.ao the boys like a flock Of sheep,
',.r the snow piled white and deep.
mood the woman 80 old anu gray.
r,.,.onod the. children on their way.
yor offered a helping hand to her,
a, meek. 50 timid, afraid to sti r.
ot the. carriage wheels or the horses feet
s,,ould crowd her down in the slippery street.
A. last came ,ope of the merry troop
rho gayest laddic Of all.thc group.
n. nsused beside her, and whispered laY,
,1u helm YOU, across if you wish to 60"
Her aged hand on his strong young arm
Che ,laced. and SO, without hurt or harm,
Tic guided the trembling feet along,
,roud his own were firm and strong.
rhcn hack again to his friends he went,
His Young heart happy and well content.
nshe,s somebody. IS mother, boys, you know,
ror all she's aged and poor and slow.
And / hope some fellow will lend a hand
To help my mother, you understand.
If ever she's poor and old and gray,
When her own dear boy is far away
And somebody Is mother bowed low her head
IN her home that night, and the prayer she said
Was, "God be kline to the nobleboy!
Who is somebody's son and pride and joy"
--Harper's Weekly.
written for the Rocky Mountain H~usbandman. ]
IA BATTLE BETWEEN TIE POWERS OF
THE LAIR.
EDITOR H~UsBANDMAN:
On Tuesday, June II, happening to glance
the direction of Rim Rock, on Smith river,
Montana, | witnessed some curious prepare
lions for a storm. Struck from the begin
hing with vagaries OF the clouds, l watched
hntil its final $50 far. as is permitted me tc
know) contamination, from about seven
bcock in the evening until nearly two il
be morning. 1t is beyond the bounds Of
Possibilities for human tongue OF pen te
lescribe, or mortal artist to linn this mar
1elous exhibition of Omnific power. Finite
Eaeality is too faint to realize or depict these
mighty workings of .Qmnipotence. In al
by wanderings by land and sea it has never
before been my fortune to behold such {
|eadly struggle for supremacy between thu
|orces OF Nature asI witnessed that night.
Far down the valley wisps of yapor arr
ltealthily creeping up the horizon. The,
grow and thicken until they hang, like cere
Rnents, straight from,heaven to, earth. Ava,
1peeds tue sombre drapery along the east
flde Of the Dry range, and out into the val
~ dragging its ragged fringe on the earth
gatherlng electricity as it progresses, until
Ilsnlng with needless haste upon a lone
Rlaoered butte, the canvas-like wall split
fooat midway with a crash that shakes til,
Ru11e to its centre, each fragment .emittin!
fas1es OF light and many an angry growl a
NY are thus rudely and suddenly divorced
Inc course is changed, one fragment-th
s""lef-turns up Camas creek, and seem
4 run With countless feet the other follow
II smlth river, along the timbered hills
Ia'n oelchlng forth angry flashes of fam,
~ ao"ls of rage. The smaller fragrnen
oa'nas creek is reinforced from the hig
humans on the south, and, thus strength
S'ra' moves slowly, majestically across tn