Tombstone daily prospector. (Tombstone, Ariz.) 1887-1891, 1891-03-04
William Bro w, Of Oregon
~ JOAQUIN MILLER.


They called him Bill. the hired man.
But sh-, her name was Mary Jane.
The sqrires daughter; and to reign
The belle from Ber-she-oe TO Dan
Her sttle game. How lovers rash
Got mittens at the speliing-srhooii
How many mute, .ngoriOus fool
Wrote rhymes and sighed and dyed-muslacees
The hired man had loved her long.
Had loved her best and first ana last,
Her very garments rs she passed
For him. had symphony and song
e. when one day with brow afrown
She called him Bill" he raised his heed,
He caught ner eve and faltrriug said.
Il love you; and my name is brown"
She fairly valtzed with rage; she wept:
You would have thought the house on nsA
She told her sire, the portly squire,
rhen smct her smeiling-snits and slept
Poor William did what could BE- done:
He swung q pistol on each hip.
He gathered up greal OK whip
Aud drove toward the setting sun.
He crossed the great back bone OF earth
lie saw the snowy mountains rolled
Like mighty pillows; saw the gold
OF awful sunsets; saw the birth
OF sudden dawn upon the plain.
Aad every night would William Browa
Eat pork aud beans. and then lie dovn
And dream sweet dreams Of gentle Jane
Her lovers passed. Wolves hunt in packG
They sought for bigger game; somehow
They seemed to see above her brow
The fOrky sign Of turkey tracks.
The tcier-buaryi Of life goes up
The teter-bjRrd of life goes down,
The sweetest face must learn to frown,
The biggest dog has beea pup
o, maidens! pluck not at the air;
The sweetest flowers j have found
Grow rather close unto the ground,
an3 highest places are most bare.
Why you had better win the grace
OF one poor cussed African.
Than win the eyes of every man
IN Owe enc with his oN1r face.
4. last 81. nurscd a new desire,
She sighed, sne wept for William brown
Ste watched the splendid sun 80 down
Like some gre sailing ship on ire.
Tbt a rose and checked her trunk right on;
-. Lam. "A faaWuFf bod
aud hat her ticfet punched nd punchsA
CItil she came To oregon.
she reached tic limit e. the lines.
She wore biue specks upon her nose,
Wore rather short and manly clothea
And So set out TO reach the mines.
Her right hand held Testament,
Her pocket held parasol,
Aud ti-u3 equipped right on size vec6
Went waterproof and waterfall
ST. met a miucr gazing down..
Sow stirring something with . spoO1I
20. tel me true and tell me soon,
wfut "A become of William BROWN
he looked sskHnce beneath her specs,
Thru stirred his cockta all -aund and round.
Then r:Iised his head and sighed profound
AMI said, HES handed in his checks
7hcu care fed on her damaged cheek,
And she grew faint did ghlns Jane,
And smct her smelling salts in vain.
She wandered ON weary. worn aud weak.
st Inst upon a bill alone
she CantN and there she sat her down;
Per ON that hill there stood a stone,
And. LOT tLat stone read, William brown
20. William Brown! o, william Brownl
Ard here you rest at last" she said.
with this iOnc stone above your head,
And forty miles from any town!
viii plant cypress trees. ! VIE.
And Will build fence around,
And viii fertilize the ground
With tears enough to t'lrn q mill.
She went and got hired man.
she brought him forty miles from Town
And in the tail grass squarted down
And babe him build as she hOuld plan
But savage cowboys with ths'r bands
they saw. and hurTiedly they
And told a bearded cattle man
Somebody blilded on his lands.
He took his rife from the rack
He girt himself in battle pel:,
He stuck two pistols in his bait
And. mounting on his borse's back,
He plunged ahead. But when they Showed
A woman fsir, about his eyes
He pulled his hat, and be liz
Pulled at his beard and chewed and chewsA
At last he gat him down and spake:
20. lady dear, what do you herer'
81 build a tomb unto my dear,
Tpiant sweet flowers for his sake"
The bearded man threw his two hands
Above bis head, then brought them dovp
And cried. 'Oh, | am William Brown,
And this Is the cornerstone OF my lander
Her specs fell OF. her head fell back,
Just like some lifted teapot lid:
She screamed. this ancient maiden DID,
And. fsinting, split herself, in fact.
Right in the beard of William Brown,
Then all the Indians we're amazed;
They thought this gentle nader c-aze4
And circiing round they sguatted down
But William was a gentle man;
He babe two Indians Gail the priest,
He babe two more prepare feast,
Chen led her, blushing. by the hand
Like some sweet maiden in sweet May.
He was so good. ne was 30 true.
He did not know what else TO do.
But led her round and round all day.
At last the priest, on spotted mare
Who gal!oped forty miles or more.
He found them in the grasses sore
And married them right then and therA
Then sill the poys-bcy thev came down
and feaSf.f ~ ti3e night advanced,
trd AL thu d cPcrs drank and danced,
Aud cr.ed. "B Z In5n. william BrownI"