Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1901-07-25

call forth its deep-toued notes. AS
the three rose to leave, the cello in
undertone enjoined them to make their
going more apparent than real. So
will soon hat dem fellers veg gehen;
you go not too far auf, and when dey
are gone you ship back and we'll elm
night-cap hat" So said, so done; the
fiddle went eastward; the flute and
guitar set briskly out as If to climb
the weary mountain side, leaving the
cello to execute his section of the plot.
At a little distance, securely yelled
under nights deep-hued wings. they
stood and awaited the conclusion, oc-
cupying their minds with things &C.
lestlal as well a. terrestrial. The
night, relieved of human dissonance,
was a thing of sombre, stately beauty.
The deep blue sky was cloudless, with
shoals of stars bedecked. Stretching
from near the southern horizon to
the zenith the milky-way threw its
veil of silvery gauze over that por-
ton of the heavens. Near its centre
bIazed Sirius of fateful fame, aping
/ buC new uOOA Ill bAO fOLdAO ia -
brilliancy-but red-eyed and of venge-
full CLEAN. The Great Dipper hung
suspended a. If in derision to drouth-
stricken humanity.
You hold to us the tempting cup.
AS ii to bid US drink our I'LL,
| While all the floods are drying up
The spring, the well, the ripping rill!
The stately stream now feebly flows
its hae au nay 8s edf ba mIas and fer fest'F EGHS BED
Hold in and couch the putrid dead;
Its sands are seen in foulness dipt
Like blackened flesh from bone half Str1pt!
You offer us the empty cup
While all the world is burning up,
n lightly bid US drink
| CD, you're high above the world, it's true;
Hard luck to us may seem a Joke to you;
The stars may laugh. the Pleiades sing,
In token OF your lordly wit;
But that you are a great big 1t, ,
We mortals here don't i
The bright North Star, steady and
true to earth as perfect knight of old
in devoir to his ladye fayre. hung over
the Knob, showing the detection of
Ironton's streets from the salient points
of the compass,
When the Universe was born
When were laid the courses of the stars,
And the sun and moon their places given
When order out OF chaos sprung
And life was made to fill the aching void,
Mutations seal was put on all save one!
The stern decree was change and death,
And life new-Sprungf from death.
But in the north was set a star
Beyond the pale OF universal law!
1t knows no course, endures no change,
And. constant, marks the change in ALI
Though in the frozen seas mewed up,
Or with idly Mapping sail heath southern sun;
Though tempeSt-tossed, despairing,
From his trackless pathway driven,
| Sees eamin out from yonder heaven
The kindly Ugh that sets him right
Constant. Constant eyerI Constant and fair,
| o lustrous gem, eyond the doom of change,
Shine on and on in beauty and in TRUTH
So was Numbering along the guitar
he is given to that sort of thing
when came to their ears the Fastening
footsteps of ardent youths on special
purpose bent. just az these came up
on the scene, the voluble twain stepped
out upon the sidewalk, and the portals
were closed and chained-otherwise,
the door was Iocked-behind them.
They dissolved themselves into the
gloom of night, and hope for the
''night-cap" lightly sprang in the
breasts of the waiting three. Alas!
that it should not end in fruition! The
newcomers were six; they were heated
and athirst; and feelingly they be-
sought a~dmittance, in melodious strain;
august, here we stand in piteous plight,
Pleading, pleading for the open door,
Undo the bolt, turn on the light,
And let us in. Our feet are sore,
Our threats are parched; with dryness digit
Indeed we're in an awful fix
August, let us sikh"
AUGUST.
"Nein! nein! Aus macht es nichtI
Die thur / will not open macht,
Das lamp will not light, gesichti
Zwelf uhr de clock il strikes
cry you guten nacht!"
1.-THE night is far advanced, the stars are dim.
All the town is quiet as the grave;
Undo the lock, turn on the glim,
And let US in. Bottles six we crave
To quench our thirst; and to the brim
Wen drink the health of him who here
/ Measures out the foaming beer"
AUGUST.
SAUL AufI Schnel h~interge'nl
Die thu I will not open macht:
De lamp dis nacht du sollst NIGHT sen,
Nor any man! ! hat gesacht!
Noch wieder-guten nacht!"
Heart more cold than ray from distant star!
Pulsing, pulsing to thy stubborn brainI
We go not hence till from afar
Aurora comes. Here sit we fain
To weary out the night and see
If more favored guests there be-"
AUGUST.
SIS macht NIGHTS aus! Guten nacht!"
Disguised and forlorn the disappoint-
ed three sadly took their homeward
ways-one to the east aud two TO the
west. Naught was said; for full hearts
do not always mi at the head. But
far up the mountain side, suspended
DER the sleeping town below, the
guitar broke forth in rhapsody:
Zssx DER scHLAF TRINK.