Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1890-10-25
cAlEe,s DAUGHTER.

HAnd Caleb said he that smi eth Kiriath.
.onber and talleth it, to him will give Achsah.
r,r DAUGHTER to wife. And Othniel the son Of
Ir'naz Calehs younger brother took It,"
Judges 1879 Is.
heard the voice Of Caleb, my father, on the
day
When the warlille men of Judah stood in their
bold array:
And they looked toward the conflict like the
war horse in his might,
And the flashing Of their spearheads was
fierce and wondrous sight
nGo We up to Kirjath-sepher," so came my
fathers words,
nAnd drive out the men of Canaan with their
focks and with their herds;
And the mighty man of valor who shall thrust
them from the land
INTO him there shall be given yonder dark-eyed
maiden's hand"
Then reeled with sudden faintness, and the
color fed my cheek,
And I strove to cry: My fataer,n but my lips
refused to speak;
And dared not lift my eyelids unto one who
For knew the same fear whitened the brow of
Othnel
yea, oft beneath the starlight where our peo-
pies tents We're spread
We had trod the plains together with light
and careless tread;
We had stood in awe together where the Jor-
dan backward rolled;
But still the same, nchanging, was the tale OF
love he told.
We had dreamed of prosperous seasons when
the Canaanite should ,ase,
When Israel should triumph and our people
dwell at peace;
When the hills should smile with olives and
the slopes be clad with vines,
And the land should flow with honey, and with
milk, and corn, and wines
And to Othniel should be given the green past.
ures of the South
With the wells of living water for the thirsty
cattle's mouth;
But I'd keep my fathers sheep, till the corn
was in the shocks,
And should 90 forth at evening to draw wafer
for the tioclls:
And one eve as I stood watching, there against
the setting sun,
should surely see him coming; all the waiting
would be done;
Then the South would stretch before us, while
the soft skies bent above,
And like Jacobs love for Rachel, so for me
would be his love.
But the time is done for dreaming. Host of
Judah can il be
OF the mighty men of Valor there are mlShtler
than he?
Like the young tree in the spring-tlme, so MS
youthful beauty Is;
There might well Ar fercer swords, and
stronger ar-s .--a h.s.
But thought Of Judah glory, ana summoned
all my VIII;
When our women fan in courage Shall our men
ha fearless still:
Ana ! lifted steadfaSt glances, and my lips
pressed back the moan,
eco" | said. land God be with you then l
sought the tents alone.
Hope OF Israel, God Of battles,' cried pros
trate from the ground,
LET no other nrm be stronger let no sword be
holder found
Then turned into the doorway, where the
distant mountain rose
could hear the people shouting, as they closed
in with their foes.
"Go" I said to one who waited, bring me
tidngs from the tight;'
Then once more my voice / lifted and prayed ::
BE Thou his might
Give him strength for all his weakness when
he faters be Thou near;
Strike Thou when his arm is failing, let them
fall beneath his spear"
Then the messenger came flying: "As the
fields OF waving grain;
As the grasses sway together when the wind
sweeps FER the plain:
So their forces meet and mingle, 50 foe inter
locks with foe
Which are flying, which, pursuing how the day
gees none may know"
'G0once more towards the mountain. bring me
later tidings vet
AND he came with swift returning: 'As the
foods meet they have met;
But The CanaaniteS are fleeing and the men of
Judah shout"
go once more " l said, ''and tell me by whose
hand they are thrust out"
Then waited down the heavens slowly passed
the setting sun,
Slow as when ii stayed and moved not, on that
day at AiaIon;
Slow rs il nc'ar seemed to anv. save unto the
watchful eye
AND my spirit died within me- e'er it sank be-
hind the sky.
Then the messenger came swiftly. Fastening
from the battlefield.
Who / cried. drove back the heather to
what captain did they yieldH'
"Lo he comes he said, and straightway
from the field the victor came,
ana the people came before him, and they
shouted Othniei's name.
linen bowed my head in silence, and my heart
vent out in praise,
Fof Tie goodness Of jehovah for the wonder OF
His ways,
FOR the lonely Watchers prayers nerve the arm
that drives the sword;
And the strong 90 forth to battle but the vic
tory's with the Lord
Bert Ingliss in n. Y. Observer.