Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1890-02-23
THE GOLDEN WEDDING.

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THE GOLDEN WEDDING.
It's fifty years ago. dear wife, just fifty years
That you and I were welded, and Joined for
veal or wo.
1t hardly seems but yesterday as now glance
aback,
To see so many happy days abloom along our
track.
We did not see them then, sweet wife, because
we looked ahead,
And never thought to glance about to find them
where we tread.
But now l come to think, dear wife, there's
many day we had
When trouble somehow slipped away to leave
our spirits glad.
And though we worked SO hard, sweet wife
with scarcely time for rest,
We always kept bit o. love alive within our
breast.
And though at seventy years, old wife, we're
some the worse for wear,
To-day you somehow seem 10 me almost as fresh
and fair
AS when old Massachusetts, sky looked down
1 thought you then the fairest girl in all the
country side.
And though you'll say flatter, wife, it kind O.
There isn't many a comelier dame that even
now you'll see.
1t makes me feel right CHEEKY. wife. ani kind O.
solemn, too,
To think OF these long years of life that you and
I've pulled through,
As ride by side. and heart to heart, alike through
sun and shade,
Up hill and down. Ger roughest roads, an even
team we've made.
For when grew cantankerous like and would
refuse TO go,
You stood SO patient by my side, and always
soothed me so,
That, somehow, most against my will. would
forget TO fret
All, your sweet words and comfort wa never
can forget
There's matches made in heaven, they say, and
ours was one, guess
1t was, at least, il them like ours, the Lord de-
signed to bless.
And though it isn't reverent, wife, and l must
beg your grace,
There's many match they make these days
that's planned the other place.
For what with Courts enforcement laws and
easy ways they've got,
There's precious few as thinks, or cares, Just
who has tied the knot.
1t amt no more solemn thing, bond for life
or death
The lawyers take the case in hand and split it
with breath.
tell you. wife, it seems to me the world grows
awful bad.
There AIM no more in all the land tuch states
men as we had
When you and 1 were welded, wife, and
where'll you find today
Such men to Quide the nations shin Jackson
Adams. Clay?
bought and sold.
To win the place his chance is best who has the
most OF gold.
And menn creep and cringe and crawl upon
their hands and knees
To every one who holds vote, as humble as
you please.
1t amt as twas in our day, wife, when honest
men and true
Alone could guide the ship of state and safely
bring her through.
My Gran'ther Baseam used to tell, in old colo
How men for hating Office so were made to pay
their fines.
They thought it then hardship quite to take
official chair;
l rather think thing like that would nowadays
be rare
But what's the use o talkin', wife? don't sup
pose t'would make
A bit O difference to the world, exceptions that
take.
Yet. somehow, it kind o. riles my blood to see
them do things so,
Tain't as it was in our day, wife, just fifty years
ago.
Perhaps I'm kind o foolish, wife, and weakened
IN my mind,
But blessed days agin like those I'm sure we
never'll find.
But then, I'll let the country rest. Whatever
can say
Won't straighten matters out bit, or right
what's gone astray.
And yet sometimes most forget I'm CROWN
And when see things goin' wrong I'm pretty
sure to speak.
Therel there won't I've said my say; the sun
is going down,
It's nearly time for you to wear that brand new
cap and gown.
The parson said he d come at six to have a little
chat,
The boys and girls II be in soon, and no peace
after that.
They'll bring US lots o. things, 'spose, and try
the best they can
To make you feel happy VIE and me nappy
man.
But all the fxin's they can bring, and all that
Won make me feel so happy, wife, as one
sweet word from you.
Just say you've quite forgiven all the hateful
things I've said,
That somehow managed to come up to mar the
life we led.
And then I'll let them have their way, and do
just all they can,
And you will be happy wife and happy
man.
But it's notion, seems to me, this marryin' US
agin-
Old PaTson Green. of Salem town. fixed that up
nice and trim.
Full fifty years ago, old vile. just fifty years
to day
But suppose well have to let the children
have their way.
The boys and girls have worked right hard TO
get this weddin' up,
And you and ! won't be the ones to spoil their
pleasant cup.
But somehow, wife-perhaps you say my no.
tion's very queer
1 hadn't never thought to hold my second we'd
din here.
For one day come unto the Lord the souls that
he has given.
And there before the great white throne, upon
the Lords right hand,
A welded part Of all his own one happy day
well stand.
A golden weddin' then, sweet wife, no chance
nor change can mar,
For safe from all disasters there the Lords be
loved are. Birch Arnold.
Theological Item.
Rev. Ell Soote, a colored parson, has
trouble in collecting his
salsry from the delinquent members of his
flock. Jim Crow, in particular, shows
great deal of delicacy in paying his pew
rent. Not long since Soote met Jim and
tackled him on the subject
''See heah, Jim, you hasn't paid up fur
two munfs. Doesn't yer know dat dose