Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1881-08-04

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IRoNToN, MISSOURI.
AN OLD-FAsHIONED WOOING.
Footprints of some shy lover show
Where they GO
froMS1iiage to farm, in the morning snow.
The farmer, ford and wen TODD,
Busters, "Who
~ tnat Dashful boy comes here to woo"'
With burning bushes and downcast eyes,
Nellie tries
TO tell her trouble, but only cries.
The simple secret which poor Nell
Cannot tell,
The anxious mother interprets well.
And out of a wise and tender heart,
Takes the part
VI sner Child, with gentle, persuasive art.
Somebody once came wooing me-
sly as he!
1hey may be poor, but so were we.
emo matter for wealth and grand display
You would say:
we can be happy Then why CANT they9
eve are proud, who were humble then; bnt
High or low,
happier daysswe shall never know" =
"Pooh. pooh well. wenr' He yields assent,
But must vent
His grudging fatherly discomfort.
That she, their child, 80 jealousy reared,
SO endEAred Ed
BY all they have borne for her, hoped and
feared,
From them and their love should turn away,
To obey
Vhe same Old law, in the old way.
And placing her hand in the hand of a man
Work and plan,
Beginning the world they began.
He yields assent: the bright heaven clears,
AS she hears;
The red dawn breaks through her doubts and
The days bring signs of a coming change:
What is the strange
New ralment the busy hands arrange?
The patterns they draft, and the seams they
In the glow
Uthe clear dusk, over the rosy snow,
The lover comes to the farmers door,
But no more
shy ana abashed. as heretofore,
But manly of mien and open browed, srs
Pleased and proud
That his love Is approved and his suit allowed
For the father, who frowned, atlast has smiled
Reconciled
oh tHC ifloOtSt sOutll WHO HAS Won Ills Chill
"Right sort of chap; 1 like his way,
What dye say?
Wen have him at dinner Christmas day"
wild. white world lies all around,
Winter bound.
River and root and tree and ground,
And the windows are all at Christmas time
Thick with rhine.
But the poultry IS tat and the cider prime.
The thankful mother brings forth her best
For the guest;
And the father is merry with tale and jest.
Ruby jelles in autumn stored
Crown the board;
The goose is carved and the cider poured.
The house shows never in all the wear.
Better cheer,
For guest more honored or friend more dear.
Here the doctor has sat, and as he quaffed,
Praised the draft;
AT those Old stories the parson has laughed.
And there with his host by the fire. the great
Magistrate
Has pulled, in familiar tete- a. take.
Tie daughter listens, and glad is she,
Glad to see
FItlfer ana lover so well agree.
She listens and watches, with joy and pride,
When, beside
The glorious chimney, glowing wide,
Bask and smoke,
And the young man laughs at the elders joke;
Lovers Ian glitter. that will not fail,
~ Through the tale
Be sometimes dun, or the joke be stale.
He will laugh and jest, or in graver mood
Listen to good,
Sagacious counsel, as young men should.
He reasons WELL and his wit is found
Sharp and sound; 5.+s
Irf ,nv IifrIo 1.fn RI hi
Feats of strength and of foolery, too.
sEzE.s He can do, .....s
When he Joins in the games of the younger
crew.
He opens his watch for the boys to see,
On his knee;
And sings them merry song, maybe.
She shares his triumph, and thrilled to tears,
OyerhearS
Words meant for only the mothers ears.
"Well yes" says the farmer, all aglow,
Speaking low;
GAS likely a fellow as any knowp
To her pleased fancy the sweetest word
+ Ever heard
His praise of the man her love preferredi
And wei may parent and child rejoice,
When the voice
OF prudence approves the young hearts
choicel
Through the gate
With golden hinges and bolts of fate.
The gate swings open; the gate is passed;
And at last
For evil or good the bolts are fast. F5s So
She may bid farewell Or Hnger STILL
And at will
Her feet may often recross the sill, 3t 81
80
And tread again the familiar floor;
Yet door
Has closed behind her forevermore.
- r.. Trotrbsidge, in YOUTHS Companion.
A sss BOOK AGENT" AT THE PAR
= SONAGE.
The Wednesday evening prayer-meet-
ing was over. The fifteen or twenty
pensioners, mostly women-folk, who
had been in attendance had scattered
up and down the quiet rural street in
the direction of their homes. The Rev.