Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1879-06-05
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John REEDS THOUGHTS,

There's mist On the meadow below; the ber-
Ting:frogs chirp and cry; a,,z
It's ehM when tho aunis down, and the sod Is
not yet dry;
The world is a:lopely place, it seems, and
don't knowwhy.a& sh@>& %4s~t
sec as ! lean on the fence, how YEARLY
trudges Dan. >,r an, .rr,-,..,
With the feeiof the spring in his bones, like
weak and elderly man;
I've had itG many time, but we must work
when we can. .. .z,Ia
But da y { after day to toll, and ever from sun
Though up up 70 the seasons front and nothing
Is ending 1t twelve like clock, and beginning
again ut one
The frogs make asorrowful noise, and yet It's
the time theymate;
There's Something comes with the spring, a
There's something comes with the spring, and
1t seems to me It's fate; :. .>.t"n -.
It's the hankering after life that you never
have learned to, know;
It's the discomfort with life that Is always thus
andis0; o.'t.
It's the wondering what VIC are and where
We are going to 60.
My life is lucky enough, l fancy, to most
mems eyes,
For the moro q family grows, the oftener
some one dies,
And it's now run on 80 long, it couldn't be 9th
erwise.
And sister 0Janc and myself, we have learned
TO claim and yield;
She rules IN the house ut will. and In the
garden and field. .,,4u-.. 3,
ntsrl, ~ ara'- ! md
signed and sealed.
couldn't change if would I've lost the how
and tho when;
Ono day my time will be up, and Jane, be the
mistress then, -,
For single women arc tough and live down the
single mon.
She kept me 20 to herself, she was always tho
stronger hand, "
And MY LOT showed veil enough, when +
looked around In the land;
But I'm tired and sore at heart, and l don't
quite understand.
wonder how it had been if I'd taken what
others need,
The plag4s tn1 Syre sa3y Of wife, the care Of
If Edith Plesanton now were near me as
Edith Reed!
Suppose that son well grown were there In
the place of Dan,
And felt myself in him, as l was when my
work begany
should feel no older, sure, and certainly more
man. :,
4 daughter besides, in the house; nay, let
there be two or three!
We never can oyerdo the luck that can never
be.
And what has come to the most might also
have come to me
I've thought whom neighbours wife or his
child was carried away,
That to have no loss was a gain; but now-l
He seems n t to possess sss: them still, under the
ridges Of clay.
And share and share in life is, somehow, q
different thing
From poverty held by decd, and the riches
that oft take wing,
feel so close in the breast-l think it must be
the spring.
I'm drying up like a brook when the woods
have been cleared around;
You're sure it must always RIM, you are used
TO the sight and sound,
But 1t shrinks TIL there's only left stony rut
in the grouud.
There's nothing to do but to take the days as
= they come ana 60.
And not to worry with thoughts that nobody
- likes to show,
For people so seldom talk Of tho things they
want to know
There's times when the way is plain, and
everything nearly right,
And then of q sudden you stand like man
with cloudcd sight;
bush seems often beast in the dusk of a
:, falling night.
must move; my joints are stiff, the weather
is breeding ruin,
And Dan is hurrying on, with his plow-tcam
up the lane
Ill 20 to the village store; I'd rather not talk
with Jane.
-Baya'W Taylor.