The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1894-06-14
FOR A WEEKS BOARD

FUk A w EEK'S BOARD
BILL NYE FURNISHES A STIRRING
PIECE OF OBITUARY POETRY.
His Mind Then wanders Back to -Four
Hundred Years Ago, and He Contrasts
That Period With Today-How He Cele.
brated Last Fourth.
copyright, 1894, by Edgar w. Nye.l
Below I give death notice appearing
in Denver paper. The party referred
to leaves quite squad of children, and
besides being well known and beloved
member of a secret organization had
killed two men in an unguarded moment
during the early days:
Cronin-This morning, at 3:15. r. G. Cronin,
at 2215 Curtis street, aged 50 years. Funeral at
residence, to be announced later, under auspices
of Lodge SO, H. ofQ.
There is one more that is missing,
There is one more that is gone,
And from the earth was taken
Thursday just at dawn.
There is a vacant chair at the table
Though gone. he's not forgotten
By the friends that knew him through life,
And yet he leaves behind him
Two girls and q baby boy.
How the wife and husband worshiped them,
For they were their pride aud joy!
But now he's gone. God bless him!
Pray his soul rest overhead.
Though mourners he leaves behind him,
Dinky Cronin now is dead.
BY Brother H. Of @.
Obituary poetry certainly offers wide
field for the amateur poet. While we
are on this subject would like very
much, if there be no objection, to insert
a verse which I recently furnished in re-
turn for weeks board where I was
trout fishing at the time and sorely in
need of means:
gar Bitters. eldest son of Hiram and Pearline
Babcock of Buck Forest, near Caesar's Head.
Funeral tomorrow at the picnic grove at the
Falls. All are cordially invited.
Oh, Vinney, you have went away,
For malignant typhoid fever had came to stay.
And our sad souls has the impression
That your family will make procession
Reaching over n of a mile.
What could be pleasenter, sweet child,
Than procession over n of a mild?
Or who could q fairer funeral APPOINT
Than one that would be over k hour passing a
given point?
The writer wishes you bon voyage to q future
state
And will bon voyage others at the same rate.
You are doubtless aware that 400 years
ago this entire checkered country was
covered with red men. and now they are
driven back to the king row. A few
more moves only remain. I tried to
jump a red man once. He was on my
nine. found myself skunked.
-Four hundred years ago the streets
were unpaved. You had no city debt or
waterworks.
-Four hundred years ago in this coun-
try there was not single pair of sus-
penders. Now everybody wears them
male and female.
Then America had no refinement, no
knowledge of geography. They hardly
knew where they were at. Now the
country is filled with beautiful, refined
homes, where one can stay during the
lecture season and be safe.
Four hundred years ago a solitary
horseman might have been seen.
The Indian was ever ignorant and I'M
tidy. He was not refined. He did not
know the joy of hunting the aniseed bag.
I have a large stone adj at home, made
by one of the Indians of York state-a
Tammany Indian. It is a Mohawk
swatter, very crude. No evidences of
brains about it except on the back. There
there are few, but do not know whose
they are. .....-.-
As you all know, Columbus had much
trouble in discovering America, not only
in the matter of money, but he was also
discouraged by the press. The papers
said it would not succeed and threw cold