The Colfax chronicle. [volume] (Colfax, Grant Parish, La.) 1877-1981, 1884-07-26
A SERVICE OF SONG.

Inc sfaunchest. and the best.
Josephine Pollard, IN N. Y. Ledger.
A SERVICE OF SONG.
The girls had gone to town. Grand
ma sat in the open sitting-room door
sewing. Grandfather stood in the COO
shade at the long work bench at the
end of the kitchen, making a new sin
gle-tree for the light wagon. They
could not see each other. I doubt i
they heard, or at any rate observed
each others voices. but could plainly
see and hear each one, and forgot nv
book, listening to them and trying tc
guess their thoughts from their dis.
jointed, changing, abrupt fragments OF
song. And the occasional flutter of the
leaves stirred by a wandering breath OF
wind, the shadows dimpling the second
growth of red clover, the sfraying note
of restless bird, the long, dusty road,
stretching far away past the woods to
the high prairie, the flash of but.
terf1y's wings-how it all harmonized
with the broken songs that fell almost
unconsciously at times from the old
lips. while ''the singers were over the
business of the house," and in all that
hour of peace, while ssthe whole earth
is at rest, and is quiet, they break forth
A fash ~ bright hoo,t;f,,, h,,,o g.,
the willows and n I;rnf;shar ' v";,h iI In
lonesome cry, skinned pool in the
slough with plash and, sped away.
The old mans eyes followed the fight
OF the bird, and then rested a moment
on the wandering stream, lettering
away to the woods on the Schnebly
iarm' ana the strong voice sang to old
Anoi ea.lon'
Our t tine y a. = cream ! esrn:u
Glides swiftly away.
Ana the fugitive moment refuses to stay;
The moment nome y IL lu ~nns.
~; may we all romemberwell
came from @randms,s l;ns anJ che
hadn't onane5 thor, hafo pjs az" ha,e PUG
honr nnt;l tho clocL str,,aI f - na'i Nm On
voice died owav rh;Ia -' ,; .e is ser
moro for bar c,d hr,,,ns III ~.
them were ol,vars inn m 70 quo sans
very lovely sorG 81 ~ In. ut 10
nlessant ro;ce anJ - o. ~" H.. .n al, "a.n
;rstrrr,ert ~ I II oal pay wei on an
give it's hectic con~h a. - ~ y ;,,,' v,ucA
t;on ~ tha hr,,,s - - :. ..."s I:,s
turned the work in bor hands am mS"t ny
measnres ~ s.Rrown', sn,",,aS an. '"o
..Iar,,sa,a.s, s"e0'' ou' ~
Name ever ct, dear eaPP po m nwne'
When shall my iabors have an end"
A broken thread broke the song, and
when the busy needle resumed its
hight. the dear old singer had passed
to the closing line of the next stanza:
"And streets Of shining gold"
knew how the bpsv bro;r .rd tho
tlred hands l0nged for rest, and won
dered II she wasn't thinking of all the
wears of weariness and foil aoJ 80 .
ca,ts;,, v,,s..a .t 'n eo,' euu VI .
wings 90 thras;as; s.a. VIII us nlack
bove,;n No ah S 81 s anu . Ell nau 3een
= hawL J;dn,. o h Ia, - ior years IKE
comnrebens;on ~ Low scry clear
sfra!d hit 49, "a. 2 'iloragage' am
easier and monev nors s ' ,ian.;s sIu 1een
Il hal haan i;ff.d 81 Pe..nui since
certa;n that street, CIV was pretty
wonld scare awar r. p1;eu WIN goia
MORTGAGE that ever covaraS vss , u,ankes
ouarferl ''A P'o'ou
The cl;ck ~ a fay,;nr fr.
beseechin~ s.chaans', hn,s anu 1ne
verified c5;cts cero,,. :, ma'i = uozen
nroved aua;i tran "a" ss ~ ~ my iaIesI Inn,
was ever known TO come. Grandfathar
stonnad u,av g., a.. anui1.ner
the unharfned captives for 7 'r navsr
fearing a demand for arnIsra
f;op ard Z;