Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1897-05-20
WE'VE GOT TO MOVE TO-DAY,

wal, wife, 1T hez been done at last. III.
mortgages been forecIosed.
An tnough the times is perty hard, twas
! kind er thought the squire would ,,.
TN Things picked up bit,
An could work an pay it off an make
an end Of it
IL wouldn't take so very long fore could
But squire he couldn't see it SO, an so II
he'd to fall:
told him it would break our hearts IN bsv
to go away;
Tibet didn't do a bit O. good-we've got to
move to-day!
At first I couldn't realize lest what bad
come about;
1t seemed to me lest like a drean, hut .,,,v
soon found out
Tibet we he'd lost the dear old n1aoe-,+z
sad, but it was true
An then started on the way to break the
news to you.
The pathway back seemed awful long an
awful hard to tread,
Although the flowers were bloornin' an, the
birds sang sweet o'erhead
I've travelled II 50 many times, I've loved
to 90 an come
But all OF this was changed to-dav-I
wasn't goin' home!
Twas kind o. hard to see you smile when
come up the road:
You didn't know tibet / was bearin, secb a
heavy load
My back is perty strong an good fer -nanv
burdens yet,
But 1 never he'd one bear me down fest
quite 60 much as tibet,
Fer knew how the awful news he'd no
power to keep
Would make you bow your poor old head.
an weep. an weep, an weep:
I'd gladly given the rest O. life eff 1 hedn't
ned to say
The old home is no longer ours-we've got
20 move today
Twas here we come long years ago, when
you were first my bride.
Twas here our children come to US. twas
here our children died;
Their fnger-marks are on the walls-the
prints O. chubby hands
Treasures dearer to our hearts than wealth
of all earth's lands
Twas here they lisped your name an mine
in childish accents sweet;
Twas here we heard the welcome sound O.
tiny, PATTERN feet:
Twas here their infant prayers were said
when tired with their play
But all these scenes we leave behinG-He'Ye
set TO move to-day!
Out there beneath the old elm tree tibet
stands beneath the HILL
In the silent city of the dead tibet lies so
cold an still,
Three tiny graves hold sacred dust of gems
tibet once were ours,
Now sparklin' in the kingdom of the land
O. love an flowers.
We sit here In the window, an we gaze
upon tibet spot,
Thet while we hev a heart to love will never
be forgot;
Let's take a look together, wife; then we
must turn away;
It's perty hard to do 1t, but-we've got to
move to-day!
Take down the picters from the walls.
You can't?" Wal, I will then.
When we get into our new home Wen put
EN- up again.
1T won't be this homer" Wal, 1 know, but
still, 1t will be home
Well try an make 1t sech, dear wife, while
yet through life we roam;
Fer I've got you an you've got mel love
to think of tibet
Let's not forget behind all clouds the sun
is shinin' yet,
An afore we leave the old home, wife,
let's both kneel down an pray,
An thank the Lord the last time here
we've got to move to-day!
We both air somewhat feeble, wife: our
hair hez long been white,
An to leave home in our old age cannot
think Jest right.
But it won't be fer very long, an we hev
still our love
To brighten our remainin' days-a blessin'
from above.
Some time well lay our burdens down-ah.
tibet day Wen be glad
1t won't be like 1t Is to-day, so dreary an
SO sad;
An we will smile upon our friends an we
will gladly say:
Don't weep fer us; we're goin' home
we've got to move to-dayI'
C. Benjamin Hopkins, in Chicago Times
Herald.