The Wichita daily eagle., 1891-09-06


Thou thrice bestricken, madlE
Mournful, melancholy mule.
And he alone who strews
Thy pathway with his cold reuains
Can give thee reconpense
OF fostering and injurious woe =
He who hath sought to steer
Thy timber, yielding tail
Feminist thy crupper band
Hath given thee Joy, and he alone.
Tis true, he may have shot
Athwart the zodiac, and looking !
Ger the outer walls upon
The New Jerusalem. 4
Have uttered vain regrets,
Thou reckest not. oh, orphan mule.
For it hath given thee JOY and
Bound about thy bursting heart
And held thy tottering reason
To its throne. :
Sing on, oh, mule, and warble
In the twilight gray,
Unchidden by the heartless throng.
Sing of thy parents on thy fathers side,
Yearn for the days now past and gone.
For he who pens these halting.
Limping lines TO thee
Doth bid thee yearn and yearn and yearn.
The above lines were written while
recovering from an injury received while
trying to thread the tale of one of these
little creatures through split stick in
the fan Of rs. Though the writer was
racked with pain, the poem seems to
breathe spirit of forgiveness and un-
tutored poesy and trust and passion, as
well as the massive poetic feet which
characterize some of the earlier works OF
Thomas Brewer Peacock, Of Topeka.
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l employ on my farm, also, small
pair of variegated steers, which the artist
has kindly agreed to illustrate. They
are having a sitting now as write.
These docile creatures are entirely un-
der my control, and though much larger
than the average North Carolina steer Of
trade they are thoroughly subservient
to my will, and my admirers need not
fear that anything will happen to me
that would deprive them Of me, for ]
often enter their cage and fool with them
by the hour, at times inserting my head
in their extended jaws as far as it will
go and then rudely removing it. Their
names are Brin and Bolly.
Crops here are not above the average
this year. Rabbits are eating many Of
my vegetables, and that, together with
prolonged visit from the artist who is
sketching my steers, will make times
pretty hard here during the winter.
Hay is rather a light crop here every
year, and grass of all kinds does poorly.
Very few lawns of any merit are seen in
the state, owing to the extreme thinness
of the soil and its tendency to wash into
a neighboring state.
l used bonedust in my farming this
year, and the crop will pay the drayage
on this bonedust, leaving perhaps eight
cen or twenty cents for future use. | Iuse
only the best bonedust, if possible, no
matter what the cost 1t will pay in the
end Nothing is gained by buying the
bonedust Of inferior people.
Commuters between New York and
Philadelphia will find good bone works
between Jersey City and Newark 1t is
on the left hand side as you but you
can go right to it if you wish to do so.
Apples are looking well, especially the
Early Horse apple, the Low Flat Early
Dutch Drum Head apple, the Isabella
apple, the Limbertwig apple, the Late
Wormless apple, the Dead Red or League
apple with lg1un1 UttR works in it, the
Winter Death Rate Seeding apple and
the Trunk Line apple. all are looking
very well indeed.
Flowing for winter grains is now go
ing forward, especially on some of the
more erect farms. Rye will be sown in
large quantities here next year. A North I
Carolina farm looks best with vegetables
at the base, then grain of some kind, and
then at the top border of peavines
running around the upper edge of the /,
farm, together with a molding of some
kind to hang pictures on. Some of these
farms look well when draped with some
thing pretty, and on cold nights / hang
a dark drGp de tat portiere over my
farm, or sometimes a Rice curtain. to
keep the moths out of my watermelons.
Willing hands are now working on |
the roads of Buncombe county, and Or
ders are issued that the dead along the