Twenty-Eight Page
Page Sixteen
Et Oregonian Round-Up Souvenir Edition
Pendleton, Oregon, Thursday, September 20. 1917.
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Trials of Pioneer Life as Told in Verse
And once I caught her fooling with
my axe '
She learned a hundred masculine
things to do;
She aimed a shotgun pretty mfddlin'
true;
Altho in npHe of my express desire
"It ain't the funnieet thing a man
can do
Kxlstlng In a country when It's new:
Nature, who moved In first a good
long while
Haa things already, somewhat her
own style.
And sh don't want her woodland j She'd always shut her eyes before
splendors battered. she'd fire.
Her rustic furniture broken up and She hadn't the muscle itho she had
scattered, I the heart)
Her paintings, which long years ago In out-door work to t take an active
were done. j part;
By that old splendid artist king, the ! Though In our firm of IXUy and En
sun, j deavor.
Torn down and dragged In clvllixa- , She wasn't no silent partner wb sta
tion's gutter. ever.
Or sold to pure haw settlers' bread - When I was loggin burnln' choppln'
and butter j wood.
She doesn't want things exposed t She'd linger round and help me all
from porch to closet.
And so she kind o" nags the man who
does It.
She carries In her pocket, bags of
seeds
As general agent of the thrieftieet
weeds;
She sends her black birds. In the
early morn,
To superintend his fields of planted
corn;
She gives htm rain, past any duck's
desire.
Then maybe several weeks of quiet
fire:
She sails mosquieos leeches perched
on wings,
To poison him with tlood-devour!nic
stings;
She loves her ague muscle to display
And shake htm np say every other
day.
With thoughtful conscientious care
she makes
Those travel in' poison bottles, rattle
snakes; ihe . finds time, 'mongst her other
family cares.
To keep In stock, good wild cats,
wolves and bears.
Well, when I first Infested this re
treat. Things to my view looked frightful
Incomplete;
But i had come with heart thrift In
my song.
And bro't my wife and plunder right
alone;
I hadn't a round-trip ticket to go
back.
And If I had, there wasn't no rail
road track;
And diivln east, was what I couldn't
endure
I hadn't started on a circular tour.
M y girl-wife was as brave as she
waa good.
And helped me every blessed way
she could;
She seemed to take to every rough
old tree.
As Blng'lar as when first she took to
me.
She kep' our little loghouae neat an
she could.
And kep' me fresh, ambitious all the
while.
And lifted tons, just with her voice
and smile.
With no desire my glory for to rob.
She used to stand around and boss
the Job;
And when first-class success, my
hands befell.
Would proudly say, "We did that
pretty well!"'
She was delicious, both to hear and
That pretty glrl-wlfe that kep house
for me.
Well, neighborhoods meant counties
In those days.
The roads didn't have accommodat
ing ways;
And maybe weeks would pass before
she'd see
And much less talk w 1th any One
but me.
The Indians sometimes showed their
sun-baked faces.
But they didn't team with conversa
tional graces;
Some Ideas from the birds and trees
she stole.
But 'twas like talking with a hu
man soul.
And finally I thought that I could
trace,
A half-heart hunger peering from
her face.
Then she would drive It back and
shut the door.
Of course that only made me see If
more.
Twas hard to see her give her life
to mine.
Making a steady effort not to pine.
'Twas hard to heir her laugh
bloom out each minute.
And recognize the seeds of sorrow
in It.
No misery makes a close observer
mourn,
IJke hopeless grief, with hopeful !
courage borne.
There's nothing sets the sympathies
to paining,
IJke a complaining woman, uncomplaining.
It always draws my breath out Into
sighs.
To see a brave look In a woman's
eye.
Well, she went on as plucky as could
be,
righting the foe, she thot t did not
see.
And using her heart horticultural
powers.
To turn that forest to a bed of flow
ers. Tou cannot check an unadmitted
sigh.
And so I had to soothe her on the
aly.
And secretly to help her bear he
load.
And soon it came to be an uphill
road.
Hard work bears hard upon the av
erage pulse,
Even with satisfactory results.
But when effects are scarce, th
strain Falls dead and solid on the heart
and brain.
And when we've bothered. It will
oft occur.
We seek blame timber, and I lit on
her.
And looked at her with daily lessen
ing favor
With tender heart-words trembling
on my tongue
But all within looked desolate and
bare;
My house had lost Its soul she was
not there!
A penciled note was on the table
spread.
And these are something like the
words it said:
"The cows have strayed away again.
I fear,
I watched them pretty close; don't
scold me, dear.
And where they are, j think 1 nearly
know;
I heard the bell not very long ago.
I've hunted for them all the after
noon. Ill try once more 1 think I'll find
them soon
Dear. If a burden 1 have been to you
And haven't helped you as I ought to
do.
Let old-time memories my forgive
ness plead;
I've tried to do my best I huve in
deed. Darling, piece out with love the
strength I lack,
And have kind words for me when
1 get back."
For what I knew she couldn't help I s"" I Sive this letter sight and
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And Discord, when he once had call
ed and seen us.
Come round quite ofien and edged
in between us
One night, when I came home, un
usual late.
Too hungry and too tired to feel first
rate.
Her supper struck me wrong (tho
ril allow.
6he hadn't much to strike with any
' how).
And when T went to milk the cows
and found
They'd wandered from their usual
j feeding ground.
And maybe d left a few long miles
1 behind 'em
Which I must copy if I meant to
find 'em
Flash quick the stay chains of my
temper broke,
And In a trice these hot words I had
spoke.
"You ought to've kept the animals
In view.
And drove 'em In; you'd nothing
else to do.
The heft of all our life on me mu?rt
fall;
Tou Just lie 'round and let me do it
all."
That speech It hadn't been gone
half a minute.
Before I saw the cold black poison
In It
And I'd have given all l had. and
mors.
To've only safely got It back Indoor.
I'm now what most folks "well to do"
would call.
1 feel today as if I'd give It all,
j Provided I. thro 50 years might
f reach.
And kill and bury that half-minute
j speech.
She handed back no words, as I
j could hear.
; She didn't frown, she didn't shed a
tear.
; Half proud, half crushed she looked
i me o'er,
I Like some one. whom she's never
seen before.
I But such an anguish-lit surprise
I never viewed before In human
eyes.
(I've seen It oft enough since In a
dream.
It sometimes wakes me like a mid
night scream.)
Next morning, when stonefaced. but
heavy hearted
With dinner pall and sharpened axe
I started.
Away for my day's work she watch
ed the door.
And followed me halfway to it or
more.
And I was just a turning round at
this.
And asking for my usual goodbye
kins,
But on her lips, I saw a proudlsh
curve.
And In her eyes a shadow of re
serve. And she had shown perhaps half
unawares.
Some little independent breakfast
airs.
And so the usual parting didn't oc
cur, Altho' her eyes Invited me to her;
Or rather half invited me, for she
Didn't advertise to furnish kisses
free.
Tou always bad that Is, I had- to
pay.
Full market price, and go more'n
half the way.
So with a short "Ooodbye." I shut
the door.
And left her, as I never had nfnr-.
liut when at noon, my lunch I came
to eat.
Put up by her so dellc-itely nat
Choicer, somewhat, than yesterday's
had been.
And some fresh sweet-eyed panales
she'd put In
"Tender and pleasant thought." I
knew they meant
It seemed as If her kiss with me
she'd sent.
Then I became once more her hum
ble lover.
And said, Tonight I'll ask forgive-
nesa of her.
I went home over carry on that eve.
Having contrived to make myself
believe.
By various signs I kind o knew and
guessed
A thunder storm was coming from
the west.
Tis strange when one sly reason
fills the heart.
How many honest ones will take Its
part.
A don first-class reasons said 'twas
rleht.
That 7 should strike home early on
that nlht.
Half out of breath, the cabin door I j
swung.
tongue.
Some swift blown raindrops to the
window clung.
And from the clouds a low deep
growl proceeded;
My thunder storm had come, now
t wasn't needed.
I rushed out doors; the air was
stained with black;
Night had come early on the storm
cloud's back;
And everything kept dimming to the
sight.
Save when the clouds threw their
electric light;
When, for a flash, so clean cut was
the view,
I'd think I saw her knowing 'twas
not true.
Through my small clearing dashed
wide sheets of spray
As if the ocean waves had lost their
way.
Scarcely a pause the thunder battlu
made.
In the bold clamor of Its cannonade.
And she. while I was sheltered dry
and warm.
Was somewhere in the clutches of
the storm;
She, who when storm frights found
her at her best.
Had always hid her white face on
my breast.
My dog. who'd skirmished round me
all the day.
Now crooched and whimpering In a
corner lay;
I dragged him by the collar to the
wall.
I pressed his quivering muzzle to a
shawl
"Track her, old boy!" i shouted;
and he whined.
Matched eyes with me, as if to read
my mind.
Then with a yell went tearing thro'
the wood,
I followed him, as faithful as I
could.
No pleasure trip was that, thro" flood
and flame,
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