The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1895-04-18

THURSDAY, APRIL Is, 1895.
you kin sot down." The room was
small, with table in the center, a
fireplace at one end, used for cook
ing, and the rest of the space occupied
by dirty, yellow hounds and dirtier
children, the latter barely covered
with clothing.
Leaving his lunch basket in the
wagon, he partook of grits, fried
bacon, sweet potatoes and coffee. But
ter and sugar had never entered the
place, and was an unknown quantity.
The next morning, feeling very hum
cry, he went to the lunch basket, but
the dogs and little Crackers we're
ahead of him, and only few crumbs
remained.
I add short poem in the. Cracker
dialect, which went the rounds of the
State press after the freeze. The
writer, who lives near us, has some
education and considerable humor
AN ELEGY.
Written in Frosted Truck Patch.
Decembers days were flying fast
As DER South Florida there passed
A fragment of northern blizzard
That knocked us out from A to lizard.
1t wasn't long, it wasn't deep
But mighty searching in it's sweep
And where it's breath, frost-laden fell
And made US Crackers feel like-Hades.
The golden globes onOrange trees
From skin to core were found to freeze;
And airy castles built thereon
About our ears came tumbling down.
The man who held for higher price
Found all his sweetness turned to ice:
While he who sold when rates were low
In early fall, cried-"Told you sou
On lakeside, hill and fatwOods plains,
Alike, the truckers hopes were slain
And ocean, shore and inland lake
Were frosted like bridal cake.
The snap beams iustrous brotherhood
Was coldly blighted where it stood;
The lime. half way up its pole,
Could climb no more to save its soul
Before the blizzards Icy tread
The proud tomato dropped its head;
And purple egg and pimpled squash
Were frosted to eternal smash
From him with early cukes to sell
Hope fed, nor stopped to moan farewell,
And worse-ah! worse than all beside
The early melon dropped and died.
The uncut patch of sugary cane
viii never, never sprout again:
And no und the tall bananas head
It's stately limbs hang limp and dead
Within the costly Slated dome
Wher. proud pineapples find home,
The blizzard wrestled in his might
And knocked the owner out of sight.
He nipped the bloom on Peento's cheek
And made the fragant guava sick;
Then dipping downward, played old scratch
With many poor mans !" 'tater patch"
And all around and in between
Were many saddened faces seen:
For all the Cracker neart nous sweet
Was wrapped in Jack Frost's winding
sheet
And ever thus and ever so
Do billiards. come and blizzards go:
And hopes are raised and hopes are downe d
Mostly this last-as years go round.
Sometimes the blizzard comes in Mar CHI
And freezes all things stiff as starch;
But come he soon or come he late
He comes sometimes as sure as fate.
The proverb says the early worm .
BY early bird is made to squirm;
And if he 'scapes destruction then
Some later bird will yank him in.
And so the early frost. ween
Nav miss the cuke and spare the beam:
But ere the ides of March befal1
IT'S sure to get 'em, one and all.
Yet northward still the stories go
That here no wintry blasts we know:
Some trifhing frosts We have, of course
Just nipping leaves but nothing worse.
All men are liars, saith the psalm,
Meath northern pine and southern palm;
But David never heard, hold.
Such develish lies as now are told.
But glory to the God of Storms
When Billiards. breath our souls alarm S;
One think resists his worst attack
He can't freeze out the razor back.
Our hearts first choice, our country's pride,
BY legislatures deified;
The razor back still comes and goes
And grunts defiance at his foes. W,
Praise God from whom all billiards. flow,
Who sends US bliss capsuled in woe:
One source of hope remains unshaken-'
He kills our greens but saves our bacon.
DIVERSIFIED FARMING.
BY JAMES ARNOLD.
As corn raising is almost as new an
industry in this country as hog rails