Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1891-08-01
THE STORY.


Each one may know the parts which fit.
THE STORY.
On western plains far famed and fair,
There lived an ancient, worthy pair,
Who trudged along for forty years,
Through mingled hopes and joys and fears;
Through wealth of crosses, dearth of crowns;
Through mickle ups aud mucklel downs.
At first in spite of this distress,
Each loved the other none the less,
But as the years went rolling by,
And fortune still seemed very shy,
Each felt disposed to call halt.
Each thought the other was at fault
Said she; SUNLESS you mend your ways
Starvation soon will end our days.
'Economize'' the swain replied,
sand with your lot be satisfied %
'Though, himself, undertain was
About the panic and its cause.
In short, they quarrelled, then called truce
Resolved to find which ''screw was loose"
Both thinking something was corrupt
Agreed to 'look the matter up,''
And tried their best to find way
To make their farming better pay.
Plain farming now is seldom heard
For agriculture is the word,
And to our hero it became
The bearer of unbounded fame;
His hope, his life, his daily theme,
And burden of each nightly dream.
Henceforth he must employ man
To hold the pillow, or herd to scan,
While he, himself, secure at ease,
Mused DER his scheme beneath the trees
Which grew about his kitchen door,
And read his Rural DER and DER,
"Your crop must be diversified"
Was what he read upon one side,
Rotation, too was in the grist,
Ground out by ''Agriculturist''
And we must not forget to state
Another plan was "Irrigate."
Now who shall blame our worthy friend,
If he, mistaken in the end
And aim of either magic word,
tSince he their meaning never heard,)
Should niissapply them to his scheme
To solve the riddlesof his dream?
To him Diversity meant a race,
A jump to power or well paid place,
Rotation" lets one in, another out,
And ''Irrigation'' meant a spout
Whereat the stream was safely throttled,
If The goods were only bottled
Thus things went on; he studied hard
But could not always please his pard.
For she, impatient at delay,
Would sometimes rise and have her say,
And curtain lectures read to him,
About the hour of twilight dim.
His mind was bent upon the State
And on deep schemes would cogitate,
While she was foolish, gay and giddy
Which made his nerves seem quite unsteady
And forced him, much to his dislike
To say he would bargain strike:
If she her importuning would suppress
He'd buy for her bran, new dress.
Now having thus secured the peace,
He read again nor did he cease,
Until one day before his eyes
Appeared one word; 'twas ''Organizem
His spirits rose, light as bird,
When he beheld the magic word.
He organized his brethren then
Resolved to do or die like men.
With bolted doors and doubled watch,
By grip and word and hailing sign
Held all his forces close in line.
Since he was learned 'twas very plain
Before the lodge he must declaim,
And teach the ethics of reform,
Preparing for the coming storm;
With silver line each coming cloud
For that would surely catch the crowd.
Much reading makes pumpkin wise,
Like writing, though it hurts the eyes,
So his, henceforth, encircled were
By shining bows of golden ore,
Through which the faintest ray might pass,
Since he removed the useless glass,
And thus equipped, unerring trace
The smallest leak in public place.
From this time on the midnight oil
Bore witness to incessant toll,
As porting DER the 'printedn page
Composed ID a balm which might assuage,
Or modify the ',people'sn wrong,
From which they'd suffered all too long.
Yes word for word and line for line,
With punctuation very fine,
He learned his piece, resolved to reach
bis bearers with rousing speech,
And with cheap silvern shake Wall street,
And put the gold bugs to retreat.
tue MOUNT.
NAoiSs iueAy sup 'tWlxt cup 60Q up"
Our hero learned upon this trip;
AT the last hour he was dismayed
To ind his saddle horse had strayed.
To miss his appointment was sin
30 ne saddled steer yclept "Old Brin.n
THE RIDE.
John Gilpin then was put to shame.
Discounted double twenty.
And Sancho Panza lost his fame
Say "pants'' for Rosinant-
Then Tam O'Shanter stood no show.
Nor Sheridan begin to,
Fen Paul Revere was much too s,ov
Compared with our McGintya
DBHoUNrKD,
For Brin went believing DER break
Which made his man q sheader,, tale
Then left him trembling In the miro
Most freely did our wight perspire.
But gathered mp his mannscript
And then on foot resumed the trim
Arriving at the lodge quite late.
But safe and sound, we gladly state.
Then passed the guard with Rrip md vord
Began his speech 90 long deferred.