Milford chronicle., 1944-03-10
DELAWARE DAYS
BY Gilbert Byron
There Is poetry In the Delaware air.
EverywheFe''
Before The Civil war

Before The Civil War
The other day, during a moment
of relaxation, or escape" or "dis.
covery," depending upon ones out
look on life, was looking over the
old map of Kent county. The busi-
ness directory printed beside the
separate map of Milford tells much
about the town in those days. The
Governor of Delaware, Hon. Will
liam Burton, leads the directory,
while two ex-governors, Hon. P. F.
Causey and Hon. w. Tharp. follow
close behind. Four physicians are
listed, one druggist and apothecary.
one pump maker and several label
ed as Citizen and Farmer" Per-
haps the quaintest occupation was
that of Joseph c. CARRIER. who is
called potter and confectionery" I"
What fun he must have had plying
his twin trades.
knowledge In Capsule Form
When l was in grammar school
there were certain things which we
drilled almost daily until they were
indelibly impressed upon our young
minds. Even today should someone
suddenly flash card, with the date
1919 written on it. before my eyes.
| would undoubtedly answer, Ma
gellan sailed around the world"
Much later l learned that Ma
gellan did not sail around the
world. since he was killed in the
Philippines, and that 1919 was the
year when the ships set sail. 1t was
not until 1922 that Magellan's ship
manned by crew of scurvy strick-
ened sailors finally arrived home.
MOral-A full course meal is
much better than a capsule.
Respite
Living ON a farm is a lonely
existence during the winter months. ,
Most of the bright colors are gone.
So much so that a holly tree, or
a bush OF coon berries down by the
creek. can brew a tonic unmatched
by the apothecary. Even the drab
winter season gives us respites if
We have eyes that can see.
RESPITE
Winter on the farm
Is barren, unless
One lets nature warm
The icy loneliness.
don my shirt,
Flannel of gay hue.
Rough stick, alert.
] dare the view
OF cold fields. asleep,
Tall gaunt trees
Without leaf.
Winds that freeze.
Yet a flash of red
Along the hedgerow,
AS the cardinal fled
My winter woe
Made the morning
A happy one; 4,
The brightness adOrning
A respite won. {
And l lived one day
Without regret.
The time ! found
A winter violet. C. b. :
When They Come Back
When the classroom door opens. a
hese days. one never knows who '
will come in. Oftimes il will be
me OF my former pupils just back
rom Tahiti or Bobcat Island or
Africa. The world seems very small
o them and they are gaining wis
ION as well as knowledge One
'Oung man. an officer in the mer-
,hant marine. was home after sail
ng vast distances in the bound
ess Pacific. James had spent his
IoyhOOd along the banks of the
at Frederick. Now he
AN speak intimately about Tahiti.
)r New Zealand, or the New He
Drides.
james" l queried. What are
he biggest things that you have
earned on your vOyages?'
People are just about the same
'verywhere," he said. And later
le remarked, 1t pays to take your
ime. too"
"SOngS Against The Dark"
One of the very best collections
# poems by Delawarean is Songs
against the Dark" which was not
My written. but is also illustrated
y Jeanette SlOcOmb Edwards of
Mrs. Edwards writes
With sincere feeling and well mas
cred technique. She is president
+ the Wilmington Poetry Society
nd Delaware Writers.
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