Missouri Valley times. [volume] (Missouri Valley, Iowa) 1874-1931, 1906-02-08

While nature smiled on brook and grove
These neighbo1s headed downward drove
That spanking team of dapple gravs
Had oft been there i'll former days.
A'o!t they reared their heads on high
And lightnings fash was in the eye
Their nostris stood without compeers
Add backward turned their pointed ears.
Their outlines, pasterns. hoca and Joint
Were well complete in every point,
Their limbs were like "a spring nf steel
And inundly turned was toe and hec';
Proud and graceful stcpped the psir
And ii htly sn,tfed the morning air
Archea of neck and flowing name,
They tripped along the country lasc.
With prancing gait and spirits high
They tossed their nostrils to the sky.
All. those who drive may we'll take heed
o. these possessions of the stecd.
Horses bred along these lines
Have all the fear of former times
Pent up in arter, and vein
And will! hit and run if given rein.
Now bolt they did, these prsncing steeds,
id,sn the hill with frightful speed.
On they dashed with might and main
Nor s!ackened at the tightenel rein;
The elk meier reused from out his lair
Could run, could speed with such pair.
Nov hold We, Neighbors, meier was rein
Pulled and tugged for such gain
draw on your lines with giants power
For this may he your fatal hour;
just ahead II little space
hat creek may end this headlong race
'Ts strength of n an ',ainst eqnine strife.
THE forfeit death, the fec is life"
o gone forever that grand fee.
The reins have snapped, the bits are free.
how eau human power restrain
These frightened steels without rein.
They reach the GU ch, the bridge is crossed,
The carriage missed tall is lost.
Down that gOrge's heightened course
These neighbors fell with frightfu force.
From scenes like these won!d gladly go
Nor speak of sorrow grief and woe,
Bat leave them to those far sterner willed.
But why falter nnw-both. both were killed
With shadows falling westward still,
Life. lamp snuffed out both Lyme and Bill
My pen I'd gladly thrust away
And thus would end ny heightened lay,
But my story lacks a point
And my verse seems out of Joint
Though heart and tongue doth now rebel
The sequel tn this tale to tell
But history sI,urns shrinking heart,
Demands the truth, the sterner part
Woes oft take ON a double hue;
The loans nnon these farms were due.
Now Williams wife feared not the crash
For we'll in hand had ready cash
And laid it by with moutnful rr;an
To meet the note Mt Eastertidc.
CASH the Wondmen had supplied
To redeem their bond when William died
Misfortune sorrow, grief and pain
Are sometimes linked in one long train.
The track 1t seeks with laundering speed
Is orrhan hearts. ia widows weed.
The wreck k.gr left thus in its wake
Too often doth the hearts'rings break,
Strings that bind the sonl tn life,
And thus it WAS with Lyman's wife.
Her purse contained but sheke;s few
To pay that note now long past due
The sheriff came with papers old
And forth he led that little fold
He tore them from that health. that home.
Aud sent thtm forth on streets to roam.
Her children scattered far and wide,
Her heart strings burst she died, she died.
o mankind stop that headlong speed,
That race for We 9TH, that grasping greed
And shed with me one little tear,
Will shed it hero, just here
Where orphaned children rudcly hurled
Arethrust into this busting world
To seck for shelter here aud there
Mid strangers homes and strangers care.
The moral to my story told
Is wrapped in secrets worn and o'd,
These secrets in your Veil thrus.
If you will come to camp with ns,
Come where brightly braris our beacon lamp
Come, come tonight to Ho,dman camp.
w. S Kelly.