Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1888-01-26

INV PaVWs 1hC JuhSC says ltldt
their minister is gone and they didn't
see how they could get along without the
RErogTER, so he came down after it. No
doubt the good people of Andover mis-
sed its cherry words and pleasant face.
The Judge does not look as if he had
suffered for hash while blocked in by
the snow.
Edward Long, was in town on
Monday and dropped into our sane
tun to say "howdy" and take some
more vital piety for 1888. Mr..
Long located in Egelsnd township
in 1882, is now the owner of 400
acres of land, 220 Of which is under
cultivation. lie raised 1900 BUSH
els of wheat, 1000 bushels of oats
and 200 bushels OF hurley in 1887,
showing that the dirt he owns is
rich and prolific. He has nine
head of horses, fourteen Of cattle,
wagons, buggies, and all the agIi-
cultural machinery necessary to run
a big farm, and don't care a cent
whether school keeps or not. Uncle
Ed halls from the Old Domain, and
like all Virginia born people mana
ges to enjoy life. Uncle Ed, shake,
and tell us a story or two.
Blessed is the .msn who hath a
full coal bin, whose cordwood is
under lock and key; he can sit and
smile as serenely as a summer morn
ing, while plsdge-breaking monopo-
lies and deceived miners are locking
horns in a contest for Justice and
supremacy. The winter winds may
howl, the snow pile high against
the kitchen door, the ice thicken
on the well rope, still he can smile
''whIle not q wave of trouble rolls
across his peaceful breast" He can
sit beside the old base burner toast
ing his c~hilblains, and looking
through the riffs on the frosted
window pane, eye his neighbor
across the way, who held off for an
''opsn winter" and "cheaper fuel"
with an air of triumph akin to that
which possesses the soul OF the mil
ionare who feels that he has the
"bulge" on the balance of man.
kind.
Last spring, Mr.. Frank Ochsen-
%reiter, of Bristol. caught q severe
cold while assisting in putting down
a floor in the Evans building, where
he opened out a stock Of general
merchandise shortly after. The
cold chung to him and annoyed
him more or less till the opening
of the crisp fall weather, when he
began splitting blood. His brother,
Louie, of this place, learning this,
insisted on his going to st. Paul for
treatment. He did so, consul
ting the best medical talent in
both st. Paul and Minneapolis, who
decided his Ease to be incipient
st iges of consumption and recon-
mended him to go to southern
California. He came home and,
after a few days, started for the
west, his wife going to her folks in
Minnesota, hang hssSolf sgssike sisL-
Frank arrived safely in California,
but got no relief. He went to San
Diego but got no better and in a
short time was confined to his bed, |
unable to get up since that time,
about the middle of December. On
Saturday Louie received a telegram
that Frank vas very low and could
not live. He took the Sunday
evening train on his sad mission to
California, hoping he may reach
his brothers bedside before he
breathes his last. The case is a
very sad one in all its bearings.
The deamon OF the prairie, |
whose name is Blizzard, has been
hulding high carnival in this land
of ours. Absolute monarch of the
realm when he loosens the stormfrom
his palms, ana his breath goes out
over the plains, man and beast bow
in subssryience and lie helpless in
the presence of tho storm fiend.
Villages and cities, fields and ham
let's are yelled beneath the cold and
curtain he hangs from the
sky-a curtain that hides and holds
us alone in q rayless gloom, white
and cold as death; and over, above, |
around shrieks a thousand deamons
whose voices pierce the wintry air
where spectres of snowy forms go
dancing and whirling and rioting
over the desolate waste of earth.
Shut in from the light of the sun,
from the community Of fellowship,
humanity gropes in the shadow of
a terror, sublime in the grandeur of
its strength, and awaits the breaking
of the spell cast over field and farm
and home by the relentless force
and wild frenzy that may mean
death or lingering torture to those
whom it has clasped to Its icy
bosom. Out on the open prairie, |
where miles and miles of unhroksn
plain lies under a mantle Of snow,
the wild winds have been sweeping
with a fury which only King Biz
zrad can invoke, and we do not
know how many disasters are buried
beneath the frozen pillows of this
wintry sea. There were people
abroad in the highways and byways
whom the billiards. first warning
came-a mantle of snow, in whirl-
ing, binding eddies and the full
strength of q gale. In that cata-
of wintry forces there was
scarcely room to breathe, and none
to struggle against the unrelenting
strength Of the blast. Beset, be-
wildered and benumbed, there was
only hope of providential rescue to
those surprised by the storm upon
the pyairies great, white, cherries, |
trsckless plain--oh, the wild, wierd,
CHASTITY terror that seized the heart
whom cropping blindly on, and on,
and on, hoping against hope, till
at last the struggle grows less brave,
and a delicious langnor steals over
the senses, and hope and fear are
like echos in memories halls-felt
no mona, and the golden sunshine
of the morrow reefs upon a form
still and pulseless, a smile seems
quiyering on the lips as though
some good angel had touched them
in passing by, the wide, staring
eyes, looking. pazing-we know