Pioneer Poetry Mrs. Hytone Linen Fabric trade mark reg. u.s. pat. Off. W.t. & s. co. linen finish unruled 6007 THE SONGS MOTHER SANG TO ME 1. O what would I give, so serenely to live My childhood all over again! With the knowledge of now I should know better how To sense which I failed to do then. 2. I oft times recall when I was quite small How my young life was kept so care-free By the stories she told that never grew old And the songs mother sang unto me. 3. O Mother so dear would banish all fear I remember the words that she said At the close of each day as she taught me to pray And so tenderly tucked me in bed. Jesse C. Little, Jr. Pioneer Rhymes done No. 1. Be careful now when after dark, What LITTLEFIELDS you roam, For if the BULL gets in the park He’ll make you hurt your home. And if you’re RICH and have a BUNN You soon will TUCKER out For CROUCH will have a FRY for fun, Ere TOOMER spoils his snout. No.2. We went up to Tonks’s Then wicked bad boys we drank some slop beer and ate some mince pies. We kissed our dear Lizzie and slung the chairs around I’ll tell you dear bishop this must be put down 2nd verse we started for home from the east end of town. a happier crowd could never have been found we waded in mud about knee deep around. I’ll tell you dear bishop etc. BEAR LAKE MONSTER About 70 years ago there was quite an excitement about a report that someone had seen a very great monster swimming on the surface of Bear Lake, and many stories were told about it’s enormous size. Our local townsman, Brother James H. Mason, composed the following lines and had them sung at a public celebration with great humorous effect. The lines were sung by the late Ebenezer Crouch in the old bowery which stood where the South Morgan abandoned school house now stands. The sequel to the great monster turned out to be a large beaver swimming on the surface of the lake and making great waves to spread, but the early stories insisted that a great monster inhabited the deep waters of the lake. 1. Good people have you heard of late Of times in Bear Lake Valley? They’re mustering all their forces there It’s possible to rally. And drilling them both night and day In spite of Uncle Sam, To put a fearful monster down At first they thought but sham. CHORUS: Ri tural, biral, lural lay, Ri tural, biral, lural lay, Ri tural, biral, lural lay, Ri tural, biral, lido. 2nd The lake is broad and very deep And calm when not disturbed, But when this monster sallies forth Strange stories may be heard. This fish lies part in Utah And part in Idaho. But which place claims the larger part I don’t pretend to know. chorus 3 Whenever he draws in his breath He causes a wind from the south sir, Or the sun reflects from off his back And produces a terrible drought, sir, You people were surprised last spring Of copious floods of rain. He spouts the water up from there And it here comes down again. Chorus 4 When ere he flaps his tail up so The first go up in showers So thick that they obscure the sun And they don’t come down for hours. And when they do the form a layer ‘Bout ten or twelve feet deep So now you know my Christian friends, Why suckers are so cheap. chorus 5 With a pin hook and a cotton string Friend Saxey tried to catch him. He failed, but Judge J. B. McKean Thinks now that he can catch him. His lawyers must draw up a bill And coax this fish to sign For if you doubt these gentlemens’ word you might as well doubt mine. Chorus. NOTE: Saxey was a nickname for our loyal missionary Ben E. Rich, who, at that time was a strong opponent of the mis-rule of Judge McKean, who had recently sentenced Brigham Young for a prison term which lasted 24 hours. It was predicted that Judge McKean would die a pauper, which he did a short time later and was buried by the hand of charity in his home town in the east. F. W. Clark, age 85