The prison mirror. [volume] (Stillwater, Minn.) 1887-1894, 1893-04-27
Talamud's Revere.


full slow wild me! It'pears jes' like dat
great day oh emancipation would neb-
Der git yere-dis long strain OBJ antici-
patton an anxiousiety am a terrible
burden to de intellectual system: Ise
actally gittin' mo- an mo- degenerate
an fragile in de backbone ebbery day.
1 cant help but member how daddy
an nanny use to done gone, an allus
remin' us chilluns, OBJ dat OF adage:
thine fiies;' an de mo- l refiec's upon
dat adage, de mo- { is inclined to low,
dat times am shO'ly not so brisk as dey
use to be.
loves to cogitate on dem good OF
times long fo' l formed de 'quaintance
OBJ Bill GOOgins, when I lived in de rur-
al diStric'-drivin' de COWS to pastur'
an ridin' horseback to furrow de groun'
fO' corn an taters; wild de seasons a
crOwdin' an jos'lin' each odder so close.
dat you wus SCARCELY done wild de hOein,
a-fo' de haydn time, an de dog days, an
de huckleberries wus on you;-one con-
tinual panOramic-rOun' OBJ pleasure
ebbery day like barn-raisin'!
All, boys; dem wus de times dat flew
vas, sab; dOg-gOne me. dar am a snag
in de jintS, sOmeWhar-time am all out
OBJ motion wild me; it am now varie-
gated protractiOn OBJ anticipation an
white-washin, an twixt de two, l
wouldn't much wonder, f dey yit glib
me putty tough wiggle.
Oh, de days am long. dreary an lonesome
An my heart wanders far, far away;
To de pine FURNISHED hills OBJ my boy-hOod
Wild nature in gorgeous array!
10 de lndla-Dean scented meadow,
6Q hi0h1Qn6C q in hnr hroo
An de home OBJ de high-sOarin' sky lark,
Early whisln' de drOwsy from rest.
An de farmhouse, Questioned an coy,
Breathin' cOmfOrt-a venerable pile;
Like blush on de fair stretch OBJ meadow
WOOin' cOyly stern nature to smile.
Whar de brook through de pastur' am windin'
By willows stake-driven, up sprung;
Interlaced wild de slim CROWN alders,
An de fragrant wild roses among.
An de hummin' birds swift an so gaudy,
Sippin food through de dews OBJ de morn:
An de barytOned humble bees rumble,
Hummin' bass-an' slow-lumberin' on.
De blue-ja an thrush an de bObOlink,
In de elm sing de days ebbery hour
| Carols blendin' wild laughter OBJ chilluns,
An robust brown maids in dey'r flower.
On de big sandy hills am de woodlan',
Wild de red an white oak an de pine;
Whar de partridge an red an gray squirrels,
Allus mingled wild pleasures Oh mine.
In de lOw-skirtin' SwampS grow de hemlOck,
Fr,balsams, spruce an juniper trees,
DlSGllllu OuOIS,
Ger de lam on de meadows sweet breeze.
An de harves' moon up an a-shinin'.
An de "huSkin' bee '-neighbOrS arOun'
Join all in de fun OBJ de youngsters,
When ebber red ear am fOun'.
| While de OF folks hard cider am drinkin'-
Tellin' SailOr-wrOught yarns OBJ de sea,
Till de corn am all huSked; an at midnight.
Pumpkin pies an bake beans set us free.
| But, no mo- will bark TO- dem voices,
Through de fields whar my infancy led;
| No mo- will de bushy-tailed squirrels
Crack nuts an drap shells on my head.
| No mo- will roam through de pastur',
| FO' de cows, at de set OBJ de sun
| Curtaied OBJ life's fairest proportions
All my light joyous labors am done.
| Oh, de days am long, dreary an lonesome!
| An my hopes am stagnated in me;
An whitewash de mile-StOnes of conscience
| So dat things may not seem as dey be.
But chasm am yawnin' an circlin',
! An de darkness am blockin' de way
| l sigh TO- OF times an feel weary,
FO' my heart am not wild me today.
| 0. j. TALAMUD.