Miriam And I.
You see 'twas long ago__
The times were very different
From days our young folks know.
For when I took my girl to town,
We used to "ride and tie"__
Now bicycles and tricycles
Go whirling swiftly by.
The cars were novelties to us__
Who owned a one-horse chaise__
The women were afraid of them;
The boys all sung their praise.
Then, kerosene was quite unknown,
And candles gave us light;
No "Edison" had then appeared,
To make dark places bright.
The girls were taught to knit and spin,
To wash and bake and brew:
Then fancy-work was quite unknown__
A rarity so new.
No "Kensington" nor "crazy-quilts"
Had dawned upon us then:
Yet girls were well contented__
True-hearted were the men.
When Miriam and I were wed,
We took what goods we had,
And started for a home out west,
With hopeful hearts and glad.
We found a farm, and made a home,
Had joys and sorrows, too;
But on the whole enjoyed as much
As other people do.
'Twas years, yes, many years ago__
Our children all are grown,
And gone to homes they made themselves,
And we are left alone.
But often as the evening comes,
With softly fading light,
We talk of happy days gone by__
Those youthful days so bright.
We're almost to the sunset land,
My Miriam and I;
We have a dear old-fashioned book
That points to realms on high.
And when at last a summons comes,
We pray that we may go
Together to the better land,
Nor separation know.
__ Laura E. Newell, Zeandale, Kan.
Poets and Poetry of Kansas
Edited by Thomas W. Herringshaw
(Chicago: American Publishers' Association. 1894)