The Ward County independent. [volume] (Minot, Ward County, N.D.) 1902-1965, 1914-03-12
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Our automobile poet has an effusion
in this weeks issue that will make our
Logan brother sit up and take notice:
The Chauffeur's Dream.
The stiffness of summers night,
Soft zephyrs call, the morn's pale
light
Combined to soothe, in sweet repose,
A weary chauffeur and his woes,
At close of day;
A long days run, his muscles sore,
Reclining on the garage floor
To catch moments fitful sleep,
Forged his aches in slumber deep,
Begrimed he lay.
Sweet dreams, unfettered flights of
mind,
In which we trust hard facts behind,
And soar in fancy far and fast,
Or own the earth and spurn the past
Till sleep doth break.
Twas thus the chauffeur as he lay
In restful peace at close of day
Was led by Dream Queens fairy hand
Down where the sea doth kiss the land
A wish to make.
He wished that from Utopia far
Would come to him the perfect car,
Free from the troubles of the road
That add to life weary load,
Its pleasures dim.
The Dream Queen bowed, and off the
strand
Appeared ship from foreign land;
Upon her deck in bright array,
A wondrous, perfect auto lay,
Consigned to him.
A Limousine, it's fitting fine,
Each graceful curve and beauty line
Bespoke the perfect masters art,
To charm the eye with every part;
It was dream.
The wheels were shod with gauzy air,
Pneumatics-but no rubber there,
No fear of blow-outs, cuts and leaks,
No gum elastic frills nor freaks,
That perfect seem.
The motor was a knightly six,
AS silent as the river Styx;
No valves, no gears, no wearing parts,
The acme of mechanic arts;
Perfection kissed.
Ignition? Twas CLEAN Of JOY,
Bereft Of all that might annoy
The spark along it's wireless track
Sped swiftly to each plug and back;
It never missed.
And fabrication: Oh, how fine;
For dirty oil dark Africa's mine
Had given man a secret rare,
And liquid graphite, clean as air,
Made smooth each part.
No pump, no siphon, fin or fan.
To curse with trouble mortal man;
The chemist, de1ving science deep
Had solved the cooling problem cheap;
A simple art.
Thus one by one, each trouble past,
The Ideal car appeared at last
To charm the chauffeur's longing
heart
With Poetry of Notions art
But twas dream.
The wind slammed doors the chauf-
aH feur woke;
He gazed around but no word spoke;
\ His dirty, crippled, ungroomed car
Stood as it stopped from journey far;
This was no dream.
The chauffeur now rose from the floor
And locked the wind-slammed garage
door;
He then lacked up his crippled car,
And frightened down the driving bar;
He thought and thought.
L If he could but find way .
To use the dream he had today;
No valves, no gears, no wearing parts
But that's too much for mechanics
arts,
And so it came to naught.
Dedicated to coming chauffeur, by
one VINO KNOWS.
The Ladies Aid meets at Mrs. Har-
vey Johnson's on Thursday Of this
G week. s5 5s.
Miss Dahl, the primary teacher
went to Minot Saturday, returning
Sunday. s s x.
Albert Mcleod has moved his fam
ily into the McAfee residence on
q school-house hill Fl
Leonard Anderson of Landa, Botti.
neau Co., was a guest at the Jacobson
home over Sunday. .5S
Rev. Richmond will occupy the pull.
q pit of the Presbyterian church Sun.
day evening at the usual hour. X
Mr.. and Mrs. Jourgen Olson Of Mi.
not were guests at the home Of Mr.
and Mrs. E. A. Madsen Sunday. N
Mr.. and Mrs. Frank Rogers have