The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1890-12-20
WEST VIRGINIA.
Written fer he MttvIGmeer.
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From forest deep, from peaceful summer lea,
Inc rivers How 10 meet The lar olI scd:
The brcC2cs softly come aud softly 10,
WhiSpetlns OflOvc, aud home, and liberty.
ma MI that hops ant happiness can know,
Nnu al! that promise gives or beauty can bestow
Proud Is the heart ,hGt knows he stOtIcti nast :
rEoud IL the soul that from the years gone BY
R"a's what tho annals were. Though fading
fast,
There ye. l. that shall never pass and die.
DnGS questioned memory offer no reply
utsiuon kenton's days, that fearless boy,
skv, ' '''~
Whose path the Indian feared by the KauNwha
Ana lhlu his hmbuSchdes. though yHiuIy. 10 de-
Coyt
Does ttmc n silence keep when such as they,
The pilots Of the world, are passing down
~ dull oblivion, that decay
winch has no after Her Aud shall teNoNn
Someancicnt Guar or Some hrtus crown,
Ana leave To he forgot the fearless XQues
The WetHels, ttcading stc.llhlly lie Dro%n
>, o!nut'iinn leaves, nlong the hills and plains,
willy palms,
Shall memory no. the simple annals keen
oi them, the true the faithful and tho brave
% tfcliiscd WING Is DER them us they sleep:
No marble marks the Haknowh forest crave,
Iney lived and hoped; they Tough. and died
TO save
The land they loved, And shall 1t then
Shall over them no tended willow wave
bow ''''''
II mcn forget-atone tell OF tho long ago?
tanc Is too proud OF what Is hers 10 Yield
EhtodCCay the past She guards 1t veal,
u shall not be forgot. that bloody fold
MhGrc Lewis. Morrow, Wood and Dillon fell
While fierce the deadly strife aud savage vel
We're mingled with the shout, the cry The
IN; The rush, the tnmllt raging like q hell
So HI shawnee chivalry was oycrthrOwn--
INT, CHASTITY field was won, the White man held
his own.
HoE pms that deadly lSht when Girty led
Hts hofdcs to battle, bearing sword md fire.
IdTntlis Tue SKY with CONGREGATIONS red,
ana Rlhuliag war OF Vengeance fell and dire
III vain the traitors rNge. his NAL desire:
II! III VAIN The savage onset, and in vain
ny; Ine nnaslel yalOr Rnd the wrath and Ire.
tie plain "' '"'
slain. "'"o>
I II ga, annals OF the past hold many store
" deeds heroic aud OF purpOsr true
Ihetcs not vale, Il hill. IL river shore.
l'lit has It's legends Mountains far sldnlue
Are clolhed with story. Brooks that wnt,dc,
through '' "''''N>
The groves have memories Of the longcone age
my nali has not been told-nonc ever knew
:, ! t from the passive gaiu an heritage
from "ithers, kctcheval, and stewards pictured
page.
Ttottd then the memory. the love. the truth,
That turns unto the the past. No kindly linz
My marx The fO0tgtng nj inv Ct tal
thine. ''''' 8 'e''' ~
ThIne is the mighty oak, the graceful vine
Ges,ue The river. synbolizins power
Anu eent!encsS and trust TINT al combine
u. 10 make thee worthy OF the happy hour
men battles passed away and war clouds ceased
to lower. ~'"1e0
GIGl Is the sunshine GU thy hills like gold:
Triisnt Atc inc Lowers Of thy summer strands
G I Is The vision which the days unfold;
sands '''~''
Proud rise the mountains; low the plain OK.
Blue are the skies; white floats the ncecy
sunny and wonderful like fairy hams
ing loud; e''' ''"b
And earth and air and Sky are beautiful aud
proud.
me calm MonongAhela's idle stream;
ahe grand Ohio, silent iu its might;
Inc c!elr Potomac. flowing ike dream;
Inc inies!irluge1 kanAWha sun. ne-. bright:
NY NY thousand Hoods that gladden. in the light:
Inc tlungtng torrent and the clear cascade:
INC bEook!et babbiiug from the mountain
height;
;, The 1ivGle, that wantcys down the glade:
tic putling fountain source that Hhtspe,s
through the shade
Mnds 'S @''"" o'"e'
That make this what ponc other realms can
Ues all the vista, from the crystal sands
VI summer Streams, Where flowers In woade,
20 nills and crags that rest In winter SNOW,
a Ghlhncs, feigns, peace, n hustiul rest
.uueep impressive beauty. III the How
" DroOEs and rills and rivers from the crest
u NJ , ana height there comes rapture that Is
! inc ellis OF sepaca that loom on high
nv nv M'lu ioF loot OF man, too vast and steep;
tae heights where the Potomac r,isheS BY
ALI shenandoah comes down with whi:i and
The Pillar rising DER the ,oauiuc deen
"hGrG ;. Marshall stood upon the beetllpg
TAe aoasing Plains where winds forever keen
lng.T iawless wars, where tumults rise and
Where crags among the clouds the ,uis,s If
midnight drink
knows, " '"''' 'fs'''e9s
With all that wildness tells. or feels, q r socns
me storm that round the cliir forever blows
1in ns 10 Pr exc along the meadow streams,
MY sunlight from the heaven softly bcsmG
Trihuo.sH l0wiand groves that border i.r away.
dhe starlight OF the even gently dreams
to n"s" 'ue hushec hour, the Gu IN OF closing
and play. ""N 'auee
d dhe present hour; the memory of the past:
,rto r ,u.uig bright VITA promise; all nre ours.
N, Inc narrow vale; the highlands wild A nd vast.
Inc rivers brink; the mountains c;arrr
towers; t'"ssS
flowers: 'f''"s''hle
The my tad songs Of birds the hills among:
lr rso| ~an'ets frost; the summers passing
hung eo1 WI 'o11sGc
vision old; " dream: hope forever young!
Wei! then that pride should turn 10 those o,d
claim wan " 'ocae aAu
nov better they than MI the arclcnt lore
u. muus beyond The seas. Our simpler inme
M mt Gc{tcr IMAM the boosted names Of yorc'
ncllef Inc pioneer upon the shore
VI " !oitst stream than c0nquero.s OF old.
! geucf MS ca bin aud his humble store
lnan all the wealth that orient kinrIorv
et.er the frontier home than temples bp,,, nj
gold. 'e'p'e' ou'!' o!
ihcu, winds o! summer days, in goitness s.eaI
1ns,t Ss NE woodlands: whisper gently blnw:
o'o" solI!y DER the graves that flowers cc1
ceal; '''A' 'o"e's COZ
Tome like magic dream o. long aro.
II; Inc heros resting place yc NAV moi know
m; me pine is DARK above; the oak is Iona
4.e sprihptime thorn spreads blossoms Ike
Above The tomb unmarked by lc,,c,e,, s,ono.
o Epihh is there to tell how years have t,oEs'
t1eIehance some habol!ng bsook along the sion
I, wandering by. The leaves OF autumn etsiii
~ H. Wy !oNe forest, lar from homes OF men.
1esS ;Htc tue quail draws near with gentle |
Nature isvig!! there. and that isa,l
Ge might pass by unknowIpp that 20 rco-
Lies the lone grave beneath Tho hemIccI. ,au.
le could not mark how leaves for manva cca
s'eia!len on the grave with rustic sad I'd sct"
Ihey trcGded mountain paths; the swift canoe
;,peo Ger me rivers. In the troubled 6ors
lhey !lred, they loved, they passed With nil
Suto me vast unknown. The autumn haze
1 sTi' not ihe!r coming In the valley ways:
cndf '' '"'' w 'ae
Shall memory unto them no tronhv ra;so