Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1880-07-15

Sonntv, Al Whitewater, June -, 1850
EsrIv porn In the month of June,
low in The west the lingering moon
Fsr IN the east the new born day.,
Nouut sud ride, for miles away
Ma In the woods snd thickets deep
lie. The mighty team asleep,
Can yog win al 8 single stroke,
Rriue them home and unoer he Yokes
E,s ylu reach their secret bower,
Tsp "a YOU may your utmost power,
Spent sud gone is the morning hour.
ThreaCiug the limitless realms that run
Far Away 10 the rising sun,
Lsz ~ breastasting on their way,
Farther and farther they 20 ss1sy.
small are the traces Jeff behind
Keen are the eyes That search and ana;
here ara the smooiheG out plats tLal tell
Where they lay and slept 80 well,-
There ia the grsss d trail runs through
NJ ade by he feet that brushed the de~'
Tracks that lead TO the water edee'
through the otze, or across iedge'
Made asst uiSht, or an hour ago
All are things YOU must surel' know.
subtle know edge OF tuelr sllhpi e want,
Woodlands craft In their forest haunts,
plowman's skill TO know the nina
oxen share with our human sind
THESE aye the powers that seal your fate,
Bring you home or early. OF ate
Ue7p Won 10 b file the lazy shirk
sssn' cling away from his daily work.
uelD Won to find the cunaing scamp
Anth6r and fuishrr Of many q tramp
Uiddep away In the underbfush,
Home of the robin, Jay and thrush
These are the gifts that let you read
Rightly the signs nom o'her heed,
Help You 10 fnd and foil w a trail,
win, in word where others fail;
So'sball you ga.her f-'m grove aud stream,
Every OK Of The breshing-team'
Clashirp their horns on the glittering line,
File by hta in the bri INT sunshine,
Tell them OF a. they sand wait,
lrr ~ fsRr - saa raff
Star and Diamond lead the van,
Next in order Bob AM Dan,
stub and Twist. and Black and Tan
50 the ist OF the worthless ran;
Broad aAd Brindle standing firm
Calmly see the II ht-weights sQuirm,
Hardly know that In their resrs
Pull and haul The new-yoked steers,
Tom snd Jerry, Spot and White;
Then the immortsls, Buck and Bright,
Paint their names in lines OF light
Blazing down the arch Of time
Builded here IN my homely rhyme.
L silly there IN their brawry prime
stand the mighttest yokes, snC there
Feel lac blows on the ringing share
STRENGTHENING he battered edge with care,
Bill and Charlie, Jack and JIM
Young or old, or stout or elm,
steers or oxen, full OF vim,
These are the names OF the ten-yoke team
Truly told from lie sd to beam -
Not so grand as old Homer's ships,
Yet they We're dear to pioneers lips,
UomelY sounds ana strange 10 the ear
Filled with the neigh OF the steeds OF fear
Stesm-fed chargers trained TO the rail
Crossing the PLAINS that never fail
Doomed, Ills true, to be forgot
Sbarers here OF our common lott
Still the men who have swung whip,
Balanced yoke on stawsrt hip,
Held in their youth breaking pillow,
Hold them dearer than ever now.
Ready at last. AT the word of command.
Ten In the furrow ana ten on the land
Twisting the kinks from the tightening chain
Murmurlng under til mighty strain
Slowly the tough green earth Is turned,
Upward and ont from the mopldboard
spurned
What goes down with the rolling sod!
Not the lesst OF the works OF God;
Belts OF flowers diyinely blown,
Furlong stretches o. every tone,
Clustered, scattered, heaped, or strown,-
Looseneo, lifted, curved and cnred
Gracefully down from the bright June world,
Buried beneath that fatal band
Slowly shorn from the narrowing land
Eagerly watching this grand parade,
children ran in the burrows made.
Heard the crack OF the whip and shout
r-,f A.. Ia. q The stesdnS faiiing you,
Bare feet marking It's every rod
Forward they went with their peals OF ninth
Making gadder the glad green earth,
over the hill and out Of sight
slowly into the morning light.
Thus have they passed from the fields away
Into the types Of that earlier day
Nothing IL left to the pioneer now
Only the memory of team and plow,-
Only The tale of the pillow and team
Shaped in the vision OF poets dream.