. California agriculturist and live stock journal. Agriculture -- California; Livestock -- California; Animal industry -- California. i:^* California Agriculturist and Live Stock loctvin For the Agbicultitrist. Grasshoppers. BY c^ <r^HOU curse of Western emigrationâ A scourge, in fact, to all the uaticn, And we may say, to all creatioa; U As great an evil as inflation. Or slavery, ere emancipation; But one from which there's no salvation For one whose helpless situation, â With farming for his occupation, Anil little under cultivation. Who raises on his smuU plantation Ju
. California agriculturist and live stock journal. Agriculture -- California; Livestock -- California; Animal industry -- California. i:^* California Agriculturist and Live Stock loctvin For the Agbicultitrist. Grasshoppers. BY c^ <r^HOU curse of Western emigrationâ A scourge, in fact, to all the uaticn, And we may say, to all creatioa; U As great an evil as inflation. Or slavery, ere emancipation; But one from which there's no salvation For one whose helpless situation, â With farming for his occupation, Anil little under cultivation. Who raises on his smuU plantation Just food enough fur Winter ration. Indulging the anticipation, And in the self-congratulation That he has overcome starvation. While thus iu contemplation, Lends wings to his iniaginatiou, And feels he's under obligation To the great Author of creation. His neighbor comes with information That this four-winged abomination Is eating up his vegetation, And comes without an iuvation, And yet with a determination To leave behind him devastation- Alas! complete annihilation! Long Lake, Minnesota. Some One's Servant Girl. She stood there leaning wearily Against the window franie, Hei face was patient, sad and sweet, Her garments coarse and plain; *'Who is abv, pray '?" I asked a friend; The red lip gave a curlâ "Really. I don't know her name; She's some one's servant ; Again I saw her on the street, "With burden trudged along: Her face was 8Wi;et and patient still, Amid the jostling throng. Slowly but cheerfully she moved, Guarding with watchful care, | A niarki-rt basket much too large For her slight hands to bear. A man I'd thought a gentleman. Went pushing rudely by. Sweeping the basket from her hands, Bui turning not his eye. For there was no necessity. Amid that busy whirl, For him to be a gentleman To some one's servant girl. Ah! well it is that God above Looks n upon the heart. And never judges any one By just tlie oiiter part. For, if the soul be pu
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