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‘The Old Country Row). Where did it come from and where did it go? That was the question that pulled ou Aw we waded the dust of the highway that flowed the farm, Wke a river—the old coun try rush. We ntwed with our hatr aticking wit through the crown of our hits, as the people went up and went down And we winked In our hearts, an our eyes furly flowed We cud find where i came from—the old country road, We remember the peddier who came with thin pack A down the off highway, id never went back. And we wondered what things he had nee as he strode From some fablous place up the off’ country rout, We remember the silvertrivers Took of alelights Ald the crack of his whip as he whirr ed into night, As we thought we could read In each lance he bestowed A tile of strange Ife up the old coun try road, The movers came by the i ship in full wall, With a rudder behind, In the shape of , a pall With a rollickig crew, and a cow that With owed With a rope on her bora, down the old country road. But the pypries—how seed we remem ber the week Toey camped by the old covered bridge it the creek- Bow the neighbora quit work, and the crojm were unhord, M1 the wagons drove off down the old country road. OM, the top of the Hill wan the rim of the world, And the dust of the summer that over It caried Wax the cuin that hid from our night the abode of the fairiea that Hved up the old country road, The old country rond! Yean wee It still flow Down the DI of my dream, as it die Jong tse, Ant Dish even now I could lay off my lead, Anil rest by the side of that old coun try Mad, On The Wing. Uncle Isaac Jonts is one of our grand old pioneers. He is 63 years of age, and has lived in Ind, SY years. He owns a beautiful farm 2 miles south of Denver. His wife has been dead two years, and he is making his home with his son Jacob, who owns a nice farm near his land. He is hale, hearty and good-natured, and as honest and conscientious as any man in the county. He has three sons and one daughter, all mar ried and doing well, and all good citizens. Uncle Isaze has worked very hard all his life to help to bring this country to a state of cultivation, and has laid up a snug sum to keep him the remainder of life's journey. He has been a member of the German Baptist church for thirty-seven years. Chalmers Lockwood is 46 years of age and has lived in Miami Ca. all his life. He is a son of Uncle Daniel Lockwood, deceased, and one of Union township's exten sive farmers. He is a quiet, hon est, hard-working man, and has a good, kind wife, two sons and five daughters, all good, intelligent children. He has put out 55 acres of wheat the past season. He is an excellent citizen. Our friend, Henry Butt, owns a beautiful farm four miles south west of Gilead, in Perry township. He is 58 years of age and has liv ed in Miami county 52 years, and on the same farm 45 years. He is a good, kind man and has a good wife. “They have no child ren, but they are kind and good to everybody. They have a nice residence and barn, and are pleas antly situated to enjoy life. They have excellent citizens. Henry's brother, Samuel Butt, lives near him on the Uncle David Keefer farm; and since the death s of Grandpa Keefer, we think that Samuel owns the farm. Samuel, like his brother Henry, is a good, kind, honest man, and has a good, kind wife. ‘They have bright, in telligent, pleasant children. 2 Pleasant place to five, and we think they enjoy life, Jisse Woons.
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Denver Tribune
Denver, Indiana, US
Thu, Oct 14, 1897
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