Custer chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, Black Hills, D.T. [S.D.]) 1880-1890, 1886-08-14

The day has been lonely, and night seemed SO
cherries,
TO drive away Thoughts Of one absent and peer
less,
Whose letter to-day makes me wander 70 night.
How happy ] was in sweet anticipation,
Expecting a letter this bright sabbath day,
From one whose remote far-away habitation,
Lies thousands OF miles 10 the eastward away.
Thrice happy ] was In the pale or this morning,
TO find in zoe Office The treasure so sweet
But reading ] found not one kind word ado ding
The page OF that tiny diminutive sheet.
That short cruel letter I'll not be forgetting,
Though living The age of Mathuselah old
And here on this summit I'm sadly regret ng
Ny lifes great mistake which my letters unfold
Nv mind viii oft ponder, and long I'll remem-
Der
This lone night on White R~ocis-my last letter
spuTned,
AID Thoughts sadly III 20 this Min h Of No
vernber,
And that chilly letter received AID .eturned.
] hope no delay viii be made IN returning
Those missives i wro.e her so tediou aud vain
And IN the bright Light Of lhose le'iers while
bu. ming,
I'll d.y up my tears and be happy again.
I've seen In my fancy so many loved faces
That beamed with sad smillngs more lovely
/ neer shall forget their kind palting embraces,
And sweet farewell kiss when / wandered away.
How OF l have taversed the trail that leads
bitber
Ny mind nj unclouded. 'ight- hearted aad fee.
And gathered wild fowe.s that now seem 10
wither,
And droopfng exhale not Their fragrance to me.
The trail to this summit points through the old
And on q slab written this sentence ] found
Farewell, my old comrade goodbye, m old
brave pard,
I'm meet You wild Dilr in the new ~Dunti,g
ground
There's many brl, ut faces | knew IN DAYS ea,,y,
Have followed wild BIZ TO this cold ca tily
And many sweet childrea SO b.igh', pare and
peailv.
Now Silently sleep in this home o. the dead.
Old time in his flight ever bringing sad changes
Plucks ruthless the little buds day after day,
And sadly our hopes and bright home dis
arranges,
By sns tcning those sweet infant forces sw,y.
The grave Of the stranger, WHO lefl his old
mo, her
And father in tears when he wandered away
VIII never be moistcned by sister or booze,
With tears, where the wild lose is iadiig ,o-Gay.
In lone Mount Mo.ia, on this mounta n wild-
wood,
He sleeps FAR hom loved ones who never will
know
The fate OF their darling, who LETT 10 his cbid-
TO wander-and die--where the wild roses
grow.
On beautiful moon, on The eve ofshe NOR ow
While shedding your light on my IA, away
home;
Don't say to my friends that you LEFT me IN so
row,
For tney may have troubles enough OF their OVID.
Ye twllkling bright stars in the blue ether
Don't men, on my griefto The loved tar auay
Don't tell them you lett me In sadness ieDining,
But cheer them and tell them I'm napoy to-day.
Ha5.e bright orb o. day, let your iight fall
around me,
For days VIZ be gloomy, and nights wiz )e
drear
Please don't tel the loved ones at dswn'pg you
Alone Oh the Waite Rocks, no loved one 70 chez :.
'Tis time ] was leaving this white erGggy lower,
Which rises SO proudly DER city and p.sin
The dawn TO the eastward be,okens the iour
For shaking this sofrow, bis sadness and pain.
Adieu thea 10 thoughts tha. have p essed me SC
rigid
I'll leave you behind on this covering steep
And Danish ali hou his of lac absent one rigid
And down all my sorrow /, sweet balmv sleep.
Too long I've sat weeping. for old Sol Is creeping,
And soon will be weathing this summit in liz ut
Tonight I'll be sleeping. no more sit here Weep
ing,
Nor wander so late TO these White Rocks by
night.
Goodbye. frowning summit, I leave you "a sad
ness,
To seek in my cot In The valley below
T ne solace of peace In the slumbegs OF gladness
Which is so refreshing in mornings first glow.
Farewell, captious darling, yet lovely sweet
charmer
I'll tanely submit to your final decree
Aud lie. you go search for "A heart that is warmel
Than his who now whispers IA farewell 10 thee.
The last fading starlets with daylight are blend
ing
The moons ray falls pale over bill-yAllev-
mound
And AS my lone vigil on ,his rock Is ending.
III pray for kind angels % guard all arouad.