New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1880-04-07
8AX0N GRIT.


At the New England society's dinner g
New York, December ., IA Response Is tho
toast, :. Saxon Grit, which IN New Enaland
aas %sae rscs Gf men e e feared
the following poem:
Worn with the battle, By Stamford town,
Harold, the Saxon's sun, vent down,
While the acorns were falling, ono A1tumn
Then The Norman said. Il am lard 81 the land.
BY tenor Of conquest hero SIT: So
win rule you now with the iron hand;''
But he had not thought q tue saxon grit.
He took the land, and he took the men,
And burnt the homestcads from Trent to
Made the ireemen serfs By the stroke Of the
Eat up the corn, and drank the wine, #
And said to the maiden, pure and fair
l9 e ~ I: most At
But he had not measured the Saxon grit.
70 the Ha merry green wood vent bold Robin
With 4! his strone-hearted yeo,nanry ripe for
Driving the arrow into the marrow
OF all the proud ,rmans who came in his
scornin3 the fettcr, I. -less and free,
Winning " yalor, oiline by Wit,
This merry old rogue, with the Saxon grit.
And Kett. the tanner, whipt out his knife,
ana wait, the smith, his hammer brought
For Ruth, the maid he loved better than life,
And by breaking head, made . hole in the
From the Saxon hcart rose mighty roar:
"Our life shall not be by the Kings permit:
We win tight for the right. we want no more"
Then the Norman found out the Saxon RFjt,
For slow and sure rs the oaks had grown
From the acOrns falling that autumn day,
30 the Saxon manhood in thOrp and town
TO q nobler stature grew Away.
Standing BY law and ap the su ~ Gnn IT,
Many times failing, never once quaiIine,
80 the new day came out Of the night.
Then rising afar in tho Western sea,
A New World stood in the morn OF the day.
Ready to welcome the brave and the free,
Who could wrench out the heart and march
From tho marrow, contracted, dear old land,
Where the poor arc held by a cruel bit,
To amplcr spaces for heart and hand
And here was chance for the Saxon grit.
Steadily ste e, i!s eagerly Reerns,
Conl:headed Saxons, with hearts atiame.
Bonnd by the letter, but free from the fetter,
=, And hiding their freedom In Holy Writ,
They gave Deuteronomy hints in economy.
And made a new Noses Of Saxon grit.
4neyVnht'cd an0 Hadcd through forest and
fen,
:, Fearless as ever of what might befail;
Pouring out life for the nurture of men
In faith that by manhood tho world wins all.
Invcnting baked beans and mo end Of ma
Great With tho rifle and great With tho AZ
Sending their notions over the oceans,
To I'LL empty stomachs and straighten bent
backs. $50
Swift to take chances that end in the dollar,
Yet open of hand when tho dollar 10 made.
Maintaining the mectin, exalting the scholar,
But little too anxious about good trade;
This Is young Jonathan, son Of old John,
Positive, peaceable, firm In the right,
Saxon men all of US, may we be one,
Steady for freedom, and strong in her might.
Then, slow and sure, as the oaks have grown
From the acorns that fell on that old dun
day,
So this new manhood, in city and town,
To nOblcr stature will grow alway;
Winning by inches, holding by clinches,
Slow to contention, and slower to Quit,
Now and then failing, but never once quailing :
Let us thank God for the Saxon grit.