THE PLAINS 
 POEMS IN KANSAS 
 
 AND 
 
 AGRICULTURE 
 PLANT, PRUNE & SPRAY 
 
 J. P. DUNN, Author 
 
 Independence, Kansas. 
 Copyrighted 1922. 
 
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 I Kindly Dedicate This Book 
 
 THE PLAINS 
 
 POEMS IN KANSAS 
 
 AND 
 
 HORTICULTURE 
 
 PLANT, PRUNE AND SPRAY 
 
 TO 
 
 Mrs. Annie M. Dunn. 
 
 J. P. DUNN 
 
 Author and Poet 
 1922 
 
FLAG 
 
 By J. P. Dunn. 
 
 I am as red as blood 
 
 And as white as snow 
 With Brilliant stars 
 
 Set in a field of blue. 
 I fly o'er lands 
 
 Where you believe I can 
 I am truly just 
 
 What you believe I am. 
 
 I am the day's work 
 
 Of all women and men 
 And the dream 
 
 Of the most daring man. 
 I am what you made me 
 
 In the days a'gone 
 From Bunker Hill 
 
 Down to Argone. 
 
 Sometimes I am strong 
 
 With pride when men 
 Do an honest work 
 
 With heart and hands. 
 Sometimes I am loud 
 
 And full of glee 
 I wave for all 
 
 That you hope to be. 
 
 My stars and stripes 
 
 Are your dreams of years 
 The freest land 
 
 In this hemisphere 
 With a loyal courage 
 
 And firm in faith 
 For peace on earth 
 
 I wave tonight. 
 
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OLD KENTUCKY HOME. 
 
 By J. P. Dunn. 
 
 In the fields of old Kentucky 
 And a vale between the hills 
 Stands a quaint old fashioned 
 Cottage that I love 
 Where the honey suckle vine 
 'Round that rustic porch did twine 
 So inviting to the bee 
 And humming birds. 
 
 I can see the winding path round 
 My old Kentucky home, 
 Like a line of river 
 Wending to and fro. 
 I can see the blue grass waving 
 Between the fences made of rails 
 And pheasants loudly drumming 
 And the piping of the quails. 
 
 I can hear the hounds baying 
 While the hunter blows his horn. 
 I can see the dew-drop sparkle 
 On the rose just newly born. 
 I can hear a hush of silence, 
 When comes the gentle rain 
 As it patters on the clap-boards 
 Down the eaves and window panes. 
 
 From the plains of sunny Kansas 
 My thoughts revert today 
 To the school house in the clearing 
 Though many miles away, 
 Where we gathered sweetest roses, 
 The Bride and Bon-Saline, 
 To bedeck the flowing tresses 
 Of our beautiful May day qeen. 
 
The writer asknowledges his indebted- 
 ness to the Editors of our City, County, State 
 and land for upon them the welfare of our 
 nation as ever much depends. 
 
 I herewith submit my poems as original 
 to the intelligence and impartial justice of my 
 fellow citizens. 
 
 Daily Reporter, Independence, Kans. 
 Daily Evening Star, Independence, Kans. 
 Daily Free Press, Independence, Kans. 
 Southeastern Kansas Tribune, Independence. 
 Coff eyville Daily Journal, Coffeyville, Kans. 
 Daily Morning News, Coffeyville, Kans. 
 Coffeyville Independent, Coffeyville, Kans. 
 Daily Enterprise, Bartlesville, Okla. 
 Tulsa World, Tulsa, Okla. 
 Pawkuska Daily Capital. 
 Ottawa Herald. 
 Soverign Visitor. 
 St. Louis Globe-Democrat. 
 Topeka Daily Capital and Capper's Weekly. 
 New York Daily Times. 
 Mound Valley Times-Journal. 
 Parsons Daily Sun. 
 
 And many other papers that have pub- 
 lished my poems during and since the world 
 war. 
 
 Respectfully, J. P. DUNN. 
 
KANSAS 
 
 By J. P. Dunn. 
 
 beautiful, beautiful land, 
 Where the silvery streamlets stream 
 From the sunkissed tops of the Rokies 
 That are clad in white and green. 
 It is springtime out here in Kansas ; 
 Many eagles now are seen 
 Flying over the hills and rivers 
 Of the Smoky and Saline. 
 
 The smoky hills and valleys 
 So inviting to our gaze, 
 Are full of picturesqueness 
 To the western pioneers. 
 The old-time dugout palace, 
 And the sod house on the plains 
 Are the emblem of successes 
 Of those happy, by gone days. 
 
 The antelope and buffalo, 
 The broad horned elk and deer 
 Are extinct from the Smoky hills 
 But on the western slope are seen 
 The prairie dogs and gophers 
 Still playfully bark and play, 
 In the counties of McPherson, 
 Lincoln, Saline and Clay. 
 
 The coyotes still are with us, 
 I guess they are here to stay. 
 They visit all our homesteads 
 While we are sleeping in the hay. 
 The coyote is a prophet, 
 Before every storm he howls; 
 The ranchmen all take notice, 
 And corral their lambs and fowls., 
 
THE CLASPETH HAND. 
 
 By J. P. Dunn. 
 
 The claspeth hand of friendship, 
 
 Holds men in touch today 
 
 With all mankind who dwell 
 
 Upon land or sea. 
 
 It strengthens all our efforts, 
 
 And lessens all our cares, 
 
 It drives away the bitter blues 
 
 And checks the fallen tears. 
 
 Did you extend the claspeth hand 
 To the poor widow in distress, 
 Did you kiss your wife good bye, 
 When her parting hand you pressed. 
 Did you ever speak a good word 
 For your old home town, 
 If perchance you did not 
 Please do it now. 
 
 Did you meet the night fall 
 That was slowly coming on, 
 Have you helped a single brother, 
 And made a bosom friend. 
 Did you scatter seeds of kindness 
 Or seeds of discontent. 
 Have you spoken kindly 
 To everyone you met. 
 
 Can you recall an instance, 
 
 Of a ray of hope you have shed. 
 
 Is there a single heart rejoicing 
 
 Over what you did or said. 
 
 If you have spoken kindly 
 
 Of your brother across the way, 
 
 You will be rewarded tomorrow 
 
 For what you did today. 
 
COME OUT WEST 
 
 By J. P. Dunn. 
 
 Ye who are loitering 
 
 Get busy today 
 While not any moment 
 
 In idleness away 
 If business is slack 
 
 Where you may abide 
 Come out to Kansas 
 
 And with us glide. 
 
 In Kansas the wheat 
 
 And alfalfa are Green 
 Where the happiest people 
 
 On earth may be seen 
 The young and the old 
 
 The high and the low 
 Stand shovlder to shoulder; 
 
 Our watchword "see us grow." 
 
 Come in the autum 
 
 Come in the spring 
 Come in the summer 
 
 And hear the birds sing. 
 Just keep on coming 
 In sunshine or rain 
 And help drill for oil 
 
 And garner the grain. 
 
 Come in the evening 
 
 Or come in the morn 
 If you want to labor 
 
 In mine, factory or fam 
 The oftener you come 
 
 The greater the charm 
 In production we're short 
 
 But on consumption we're long. 
 
THE LIVING MIND. 
 
 By J. P. Dunn. 
 
 The mind is a living mirror 
 
 For man while here below; 
 
 It shines both day and night 
 
 Like the golden glow. 
 
 If we would look square in our mind 
 
 And view things as they are 
 
 We could avoid many trials 
 
 And console our aching hearts. 
 
 We should live for today only 
 
 Our yesterdays are past and gone ; 
 
 Tomorrow is not ours 
 
 In fact it may never come. 
 
 There is one thing, my brother, 
 
 Before we cross the ridge, 
 
 We must lie down for one night 
 
 Beneath the covered bridge. 
 
 Then why should we crave or worry 
 For things we have not got; 
 Discontent is sinful 
 And will not improve our lot. 
 We should not yearn for money 
 For sometimes it's a curse 
 Happiness excels money 
 If in God we trust. 
 
 In tracing back the profiles of time 
 Checking up the points and curves 
 We sometimes are amazed 
 At the accomplishments of man, 
 We are standing on the threshold 
 Where our fathers bravely stood 
 Who won for us a victory 
 And freedom for our flag. 
 
DECORATION 
 
 By J. P. Dunn. 
 
 While we deck each grave with flowers 
 
 Plucked by friends with tenderest care, 
 For the dear one who fell in Battle, 
 
 At home and over seas. 
 We promise as we kneel besides besidethem 
 
 Beneath the Elm's quiet shade, 
 That their flag of yesterday 
 
 We hold in ecstacy today. 
 
 Place each flower with tender feeling 
 
 O're some friend you cherised dear 
 While he slumbers neath its fragrance, 
 
 In the valley, sea or plain, 
 For his spirit hovers round you 
 
 In your daily walk to cheer. 
 Comfort, keep, direct you onward, 
 
 W T hat a precious thought so dear. 
 
 May each mother's love be melted, 
 
 By the lapse of many years, 
 As her mind is drifting backward, 
 
 For the one she loves so dear, 
 May each one who fought in battle, 
 
 For the dear old flag to save 
 Have a place in fond remembrance 
 
 O're his dear and sacred grave. 
 
 May Old Glory float from time immemorial 
 
 With that freedom for us all, 
 One by one resting sweetly, 
 
 Waiting for the bugle call. 
 When the Master calls each veteran 
 
 To his Home beyond the skies, 
 Then to dwell in peace and comfort, 
 
 Then we will raise Old Glory high. 
 
ODE TO MAJOR ROBERT LEWIS. 
 
 By J. P. Dunn. 
 
 The promotion of Robert Lewis 
 From Captain to Major Bob 
 Was earned for his bravery 
 And the kindness shown his men. 
 But, alas, when came the parting, 
 The misty tear drops came 
 That trickled down the cheeks 
 Of the boys of Ammunition Train. 
 
 When Major Lewis was transferred 
 
 Then came the sad goodbys; 
 
 All promised to meet again 
 
 Somewhere, live or die. 
 
 The meeting was in bleeding France, 
 
 Beneath a foreign sky; 
 
 The tender joys that were expressed 
 
 Money can not buy. 
 
 At the first call of his country, 
 
 While yet in his 'teens, 
 
 Major Lewis carried a musket 
 
 In the far-off Phillippines. 
 
 He came maching home as sergeant 
 
 Full of vim and laughter, 
 
 Bob has never faced a back flag 
 
 Nor had his heels in water. 
 
 The buring hearts of friendship beat 
 For all tried and true good men. 
 Major Lewis wears the plume 
 Of an American pure and firm. 
 When he returned with the boys, 
 The gates were all outswung, 
 And every promise made, 
 He faithfully fulfilled. 
 
PATH OF DUTY. 
 
 By J. P. Dunn. 
 
 The path we will tread tomorrow 
 
 Is a survey of today. 
 
 Like a line of river 
 
 Flowing from mountain to the sea. 
 
 If it be a path of duty, 
 
 You will meet at each point of curve 
 
 Y'our conscience as dictator, 
 
 Just how and where to rove. 
 
 We should arise at early morning 
 And be steadfast all through the day. 
 Let no evil thoughts estray us 
 As we glide along life's highway. 
 Be cheerful, pure and patriotic, 
 In the path of duty stay, 
 Right will always triumph o'er wrong 
 From birth down to the grave. 
 
 It's a beautiful thought to live in, 
 The tomorrow that yet to us is unknown. 
 It beautifies all that is lovely 
 Like the dew at sunset or at dawn. 
 Our path may be strewn with flowers 
 As it winds through the snow-capped hills 
 The fragrance from the flowers and roses 
 Is God's perfume of love for His f ellowman 
 
THE OZARK TRAIL. 
 
 By J. P. Dunn. 
 
 O'er the plains of sunny Kansas, 
 
 Between the fields of ripening grain, 
 Traverses the famous highway, 
 
 The Ozark mountain trail. 
 And extends through Arkansas, 
 Where cotton often grows as tall 
 
 As wheat and corn in Kansas, 
 
 In the valley of Neosho, 
 The Verdigris and Kaw. 
 
 When you reach the Ozark mountains, 
 
 Then you will learn something about 
 The hospitality of the people, 
 
 Their streams and speckled trout. 
 To drink from nature's fountains 
 
 Will at once quench your thirst, 
 Then you will love Missouri 
 
 For her rivers and her rock. 
 
 Way down in beautiful Oklahoma 
 
 And Texas lonely pines, 
 Winds the Ozark trail of promise 
 Where they are drilling now for oil 
 A trip down through the Ozarks 
 
 In memory will never stale, 
 The land where nature marvels 
 
 In the scenic Ozark trail. 
 
OUR PRESIDENT. 
 
 By J. P. Dunn. 
 
 Patriotism is Americanism 
 
 By birth or otherwise; 
 
 The name of Woodrow Wilson 
 
 Brings everlasting joy; 
 
 He is a living martyr, 
 
 Equal in every way 
 
 To Washington or Jefferson, 
 
 And is the Abraham Lincoln of today;. 
 
 All Americans remember, 
 
 A few short years ago, 
 
 When we elected Mr. Wilson 
 
 As our guiding star, 
 
 Mr. Wilson heard us cheering 
 
 While trysting at the well 
 
 And with his boys sailed overseas 
 
 And gave the kaiser H — 11. 
 
 Mr. Wilson is our president, 
 And is a tried and true good man. 
 He has carried out all his plans 
 That congress imposed on him. 
 I deem it as a duty, 
 And will write in verse 
 When our history again written 
 The name of Woodrow Wilson first. 
 
PAW-HUS-KA. 
 
 By J. P. Dunn. 
 
 Tall plumes of Spring 
 In rows and rows, 
 Like angels dressed 
 In their assention clothes 
 To protect the ideal park that lies 
 Incompassed by the hills and sky. 
 This land was deeded to Uncle Sam 
 To Paw-hus-ka and his noble band, 
 To hold as long as grass will grow — 
 O'er the Osage hills and valleys, too, 
 And fire will burn on Earth below, 
 And the rain from Heaven make 
 water flow. 
 
 Paw-hus-ka was a chieftain brave, 
 
 His hair was silvery gray; 
 
 He has heard wolves bark boldly 
 
 Before the midnight rain; 
 
 He has seen the elms waving 
 
 Along the uneven streams, 
 
 And the stately oak and maple 
 
 Cast their shadow o'er the scene. 
 
 From a wigwam in the valley 
 
 And a hillside dugout shack, j 
 
 To commemorate his name and 
 
 memory, 
 Stands Pawhuska, the finest city in 
 
 the Osage land. i 
 
TRIBUTE TO HARRY BRAMMER 
 OF INDEPENDENCE, KAN. 
 
 By J. P. Dunn. 
 
 Tonight stars are softly gleaming, 
 Upon a quiet, new-made grave, 
 There sleepeth without dreaming 
 A brother we could not save. 
 Harry, dear, how we miss you, 
 God alone the wound can heal; 
 Friends know not the deep sorrow 
 That lie in your sister's heart concealed. 
 
 At the first call of his country, 
 Though a youth yet in his teens, 
 He resigned his position at the Prairie 
 To save his flag, he volunteered. 
 But God called Harry to his army, 
 To march in peace beyond the seas, 
 Where he will drill with angels, 
 Who are all God's volunteers. 
 
 While on his cot in death he lay, 
 
 The language of his eyes seemed to say, 
 
 Comrades and sisters true, 
 
 I bid you all a kind adieu. 
 
 My country's flag I still can see, 
 
 It's the flag I love, it baptized me, 
 
 May all the flags on earth unite 
 
 For peace on earth is God's delight. 
 
 With fife and rum ,ere the set of sun, 
 
 His comrades played as they marched 
 
 away, 
 
 To the beautiful cemetery of Mt. Hope, 
 
 Where in peace, Harry rests today. 
 
 They fired three shots o'er his grave, 
 
 In honor of a soldier brave, 
 
 The echo reached from shore to shore, 
 
 At peace with God for ever more. 
 
OUR FLAG 
 
 By J. P. Dunn. 
 Nov. 11, 1918. 
 
 I will tell you a story ; 
 One that is true 
 About the flag of America, 
 The Red, White and Blue. 
 She is as pure as the lily 
 That blooms the world o'er — 
 An olive in peace and a hero in war ; 
 Has no yellow streaks around her 
 forty-eight stars. 
 
 We call her Old Glory 
 For the battles she's won. 
 She is respected today 
 By every nation under the sun. 
 For Freedom and Liberty 
 That has taken ages to win 
 Over the military power 
 Of tyrannical kings. 
 
 Three chers for Old Glory 
 
 Again and again; 
 
 She waves proudly today 
 
 Over the Rhine. 
 
 To our Creator in heaven 
 
 Who guided our sons 
 
 This eleventh day of November 
 
 We dedicate to Him. 
 
FONDEST HOPES. 
 
 By J. P. Dunn. 
 
 The flowers and roses 
 
 Will ever bloom 
 With open petals 
 
 For bride and groom. 
 The winds will blow 
 
 Their fragrance o'er 
 The graves of those 
 
 Who fell in war. 
 
 Upon your breasts 
 
 A cross I see, 
 Kind words inscribed 
 
 For you and I. 
 Ye speak to us 
 
 As if alive 
 Comrades, while passing by, 
 
 Keep Old Glory flying high, 
 
 Kind friends, your battle 
 
 We fought and won, 
 In the famous woods 
 
 Of Argonne 
 For peace on earth 
 
 We paved the way 
 And for tomorrow 
 
 We gave today. 
 
 Today, dear sons, 
 
 As ye glide 
 O'er the waves beyond 
 
 The returnless tide 
 A mother kneels 
 
 Beside your grave 
 As her Fondest Hopes 
 
 Lie buried there 
 And prays to God 
 
 Who reigns on high 
 To keep you in 
 
 His heavenly care. 
 
ALL WELCOME HOME 
 
 By J. P. Dunn. 
 
 I can see Old Glory waving 
 I can hear the happy throng 
 Singing "America I am coming" 
 Back to the dearest spot of earth. 
 I can see those ocean steamers 
 All plumed in silvery sprays ; 
 I can see those angel mothers 
 A waiting for their son today. 
 Every sound of the whistle 
 Has an echo in the heart 
 And brings fondest recollections 
 Of the land that gave them birth. 
 
 At the fireside now are waiting 
 Wives and mothers and lovers true, 
 A kind old father, too, is waiting 
 Patiently, dear son, for you. 
 A sister and a brother too 
 Are standing where they stood 
 The day you left the old home 
 For the unknown battle front 
 You said, "Goodby, dear Mother 
 Some day I will return." 
 I know you were in earnest 
 And meant every word you said. 
 
 All our boys in the cantonments 
 
 And the fields of St. Mihiel 
 
 Chateau-Thierry and Argonne, 
 
 We reverence all as heroes 
 
 On sea, in aid, and land. 
 
 Those who fell in battle 
 
 Are the gold stars of our flags ; 
 
 They are very near, 
 
 And yet so very far 
 
 But all will meet again 
 
 Even though time 
 
 May make the distance far. 
 
Three chers for all the stars 
 
 On our Old Glory flag, I 
 
 That represents the U. S. A 
 
 North, East, South and West. 
 
 There are forty-eight that twinkle 
 
 United all in line, 
 
 The Gold Star is Mother's Star 
 
 And is number forty-nine. 
 
 We welcome all our boys 
 
 To their old home again. 
 
 They are tried and true Americans 
 
 Of the bravest type of men. 
 
 We welcome the 35th Division, 
 And the divisions of all the states 
 As greetings from Sunny Kansas, 
 Oklahoma, and Missouri — 
 The Giant Plainsmen 
 Of the Middle West. 
 
 WELCOME HOME DAY, MAY 22, 1919. 
 
 By J. P. Dunn. 
 
 What means this large gathering of people 
 On this beautiful ideal day ? 
 What means this large number of autos 
 With Old Glory flying o'er them so gay ? 
 fJVhat means those great airplanes like eagles 
 Flying so proudly between earth and sky? 
 It means that our boys are the victors 
 That brought peace to this old world again. 
 
 Independence, the home of our loved ones, 
 The queen city of the great American plains 
 We dedicate with high honor and memory 
 The twenty-second day of May each year. 
 We reverence all our American heroes, 
 And to our Creator we fervently pray 
 For our gold stars, who fell in battle, 
 And are now sleeping beyond the returnless 
 waves. 
 
CONDITIONS AS THEY ARE. 
 
 By J. P. Dunn. 
 
 On the great American prairies, 
 Are piles of choicest corn 
 No market for this cereal 
 And is now used for fuel, 
 Ye Uncle Sam is calling 
 His sons back to the farm 
 To the land of milk and honey 
 And the fields of yellow corn. 
 
 We are familiar with this story 
 
 And have often heard it sung 
 
 That Kansas is queen in wheat 
 
 And in corn and oil is king 
 
 But in the land of promise 
 
 Of fair women and honest men 
 
 The octopus of war 
 
 Has the wheels of commerce stilled. 
 
 We remember well conditions 
 Only a few short years ago 
 Our Nation then engaged 
 In the World War. 
 The demand for all our products 
 Of factory, mine and farm 
 Made prices soar as high 
 As during the Civil War. 
 
 At the close of World War 
 When our boys returned home 
 Prices on all commodities and wages 
 With a clash came tumbling down 
 With a depleted market 
 At home and the world o'er 
 As Americans all will share 
 With the man that holds the plow. 
 
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Mr. Harding is pilot j J 
 
 Of our great old ship of state 
 Assembled with Congress and our 
 
 Senate 
 Are the governors of our states 
 Who will man her fore and aft' 
 And keep her sailing right 
 Until she makes a return voyage 
 And normalcy is reached. 
 
 The morning dawn is breaking 
 
 O'er a wilderness of doubt 
 
 With all nations now assembled 
 
 For Peace upon earth 
 
 To gain the highest standard 
 
 In every home and land 
 
 We must accept the teaching 
 
 Of Christ, the Perfect Man. 
 
 TRIBUTE TO COL. THEODORE 
 ROOSEVELT. 
 
 Col. Roosevelt was a faithful friend 
 In our nation's adverse hour 
 He gave his sons, four brave boys, 
 To fight for the flag he loved. 
 He was an A. Lincoln type of man, 
 Believed all nations should be free, 
 For position, power or money, 
 He never bent a knee. 
 
 The voice of honest praise shall ring 
 In ages yet to raise, 
 His name will sparkle like a star 
 Beneath every nation's skies, 
 The lamp of clay may shatter 
 That holds the light of truth divine, 
 In memory Col. Roosevelt lives, 
 Wiser than his time. 
 
MOTHER TOLD ME SO 
 
 By J. P. Dunn. 
 
 There is a little maxim, 
 
 Told me by my Mother dear 
 
 When in Childhood 
 
 As I sat upon her knee 
 
 She told me that a rolling stone 
 
 gather little moss. 
 Many were the lessons of advice 
 
 Mother gave to me. 
 
 Mother told me that the Father 
 Watched o'er me fram above 
 And bade me pray to him 
 With head bowed low, 
 And said "if I take her advice 
 Some day I'll be with him". 
 I believe it for my Mother 
 Told me so. 
 
 Mother told me when at manhood 
 Temptations I would meet, 
 And very few true friends 
 
 In life I would know, 
 She also said the world is full 
 
 of falsehood and deceit, 
 I believe it for my Mother 
 
 Told me so* 
 
 Mother told me never turn my back 
 
 On sorrow and distress, 
 
 And give what ever I could 
 
 To help the poor. 
 
 For you will never know 
 
 What poverty is my lad, 
 Until you find the wolf of hunger 
 
 Knocking at your door. 
 
 Try and love your neighbor 
 As you always love yourself, 
 Your deeds will make you known 
 
 Where e're you go. 
 If a man is honest 
 He will need no monument 
 
 When he is gone, 
 I believe it for my Mother 
 
 Told me so. 
 
NEWOLLAH. 
 
 (By J. P. Dunn, Oct 9, 1922.) 
 
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 These are not the same days 
 Nor the same Hallowe'en 
 
 Enjoyed by our father and 
 
 mothers. 
 When they strolled up and down | 
 
 the beautiful straems 
 In the crimsoning days of October. 
 
 In the days that have gone 
 
 when we were young, i 
 
 With no thoughts of to-day or 
 
 tomorrow, 
 We rambled at will t 
 
 O're plain, valley and hill 
 In the Hallowe'en day of October. 
 
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 With pleasure we view 
 
 Our Heaven and earth 
 
 And the herbage God tinted by | 
 
 nature ; I 
 
 By frosts from the north 
 
 And the winds from the south 
 
 In the crimsoning days of October. 
 
 Each bramble and bush 
 In silence is hushed, 
 Each bud is now closed for old 
 winter, 
 
 At the return of spring 
 All will open again 
 To meet the lark, the bee and the 
 robin. 
 
 These are not the same days, 
 Though they bear the same name 
 
 as the days 
 When we were children together, 
 It may be that angels 
 Are culling them o're \ 
 
 While we christen Hallowe'en. 
 NEEWOLLAH. 
 
VERDIGRIS RIVER. 
 
 By J. P. Dunn. 
 "Child" 
 
 Gentle river, gentle river, 
 Tell us where your laugh begins 
 As you are drifting southward 
 Through the Oklahoma land, 
 Bedecked with the ash and maple 
 The oak and American elm, 
 With their branches reaching almost 
 from bank to bank. 
 
 "River" 
 From a little dew drop 
 Sparkling in the sun, 
 With multiplis of rain 
 From the clouds above. 
 Coarsing thru the plains 
 Down into the glenn, 
 Born of the rainbow 
 Is where my laugh begins. 
 
 "Child" 
 Gentle river, gentle river, 
 In the years of sweet a-gone 
 On thy banks we played, 
 Children we were then, 
 Our little tepee wigwams, 
 Time has far removed. 
 And erected more modern tepees, 
 But in memory not like ours. 
 
 "River" 
 As children and companions, 
 I remeber you quite well 
 When we strolled together 
 Up and down the dells. 
 When all nature was alive 
 With a merrieness of youth, 
 Earth was then a paradise 
 And not a wilderness of doubt.. 
 
"Child" 
 
 Gentle river, gentle river 
 We bid a fond farewell 
 We know you will be flowing 
 When we are past and gone 
 We pray that other children 
 Thy companionship may bear, 
 And enjoy themselves as we did 
 On thy banks dear Verdigris. 
 
 "River" 
 Far well, far well, my comrads, 
 When you are far away. 
 I shall keep you in my memory, 
 As the children of yesterday, 
 And with each turn of springtime 
 My course will renew 
 As I sip the fallen dewdrops 
 I will kiss them all for you. 
 
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 BY AND BY. 
 
 By J. P. Dunn. 
 
 Man's love for woman 
 Is alike the world over; 
 Woman loves man 
 For protection and a home. 
 All things being equal 
 There is no reason why 
 That they should not marry 
 In the sweet by and by. 
 
 Marriage is a contract; 
 Two hearts beat as one — 
 For the better, we hope — 
 Time only can tell. 
 If poverty should enter, 
 Then everybody shouts 
 It's easy to get married 
 But it's h — 11 to keep house. 
 
THE FOUR FACTORS OF WEALTH. 
 
 By J. P. Dunn. 
 LAND 
 The land is the entire earth 
 The oceans, lakes and rivers, 
 The rainfall, heat and cold, 
 Tide, winds, storms and weather. 
 And all material beneath 
 The surface of earth and water, 
 And all the fishes of the seas 
 Are united in one factor. 
 
 LABOR 
 Labor is a workingman transformed 
 To master natural forces 
 With intelligence to create wealth 
 By skilled and unskilled labor. 
 With the ability to perform 
 And create faster than consumed 
 Natural resources thus transformed 
 Is called capital produced by labor. 
 
 CAPITAL. 
 Capital begun with economy 
 Progress and civilization 
 Chiefly to assist man 
 In the subjugation of nature. 
 Invention and the use of tools 
 Man armed himself with weapons 
 To protect against warfare 
 To which he was subjected. 
 
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 Coming down to modern times 
 With each stage of evolution 
 Man became better able to create 
 And save additional capital. 
 With land, labor and wealth 
 Organized into a working union 
 Men are better fed and clothed 
 With better shelter and education. 
 
ENTERPRISER 
 The duty of enterpriser 
 Is to direct capital and labor 
 To unite the three in one 
 With nature's creations, 
 Assume the risks connected with 
 The business organization 
 And take the prifit that arise 
 From economic operation. 
 
 MY MOTHER. 
 
 By J. P. Dunn. 
 
 In the cemetry at Boonville, Missouri, 
 Where the flowers gently wave 
 Lies the one I love so dearly 
 In her silent lonely grave. 
 Peaceful be your sleep, dear mother, 
 It is sweet to breathe your name. 
 In life I loved so dearly, 
 In death I do the same. 
 Fifty years ago you left me. 
 How I miss you, mother, dear, 
 And remember all your kindness 
 As I drop a silent tear. 
 
 VICTORY LOAN 
 
 By J. P. Dunn. 
 
 V stands for Victory, for Mother and Home, 
 I for Independence over military power ; 
 
 C for Columbus who discovered our shore, 
 T for triumphant over our foe. 
 O for ocean that our ships sail upon, 
 R for relief for our home coming sons 
 
 Y for the youth and to them we owe more 
 
 favors than we can ever bestow. 
 
 L for League by Nations signed, 
 
 O for our Lusitania, torpeoed and mined ; 
 
 A for armistice when the Teutons stacked 
 
 arms, 
 N for No, never, shall we allow the Red, 
 
 White and Blue to wave below par. 
 
PLANTING 
 
 PLANTING— Dig holes wide and deep 
 enough to allow putting in buttom of hole 
 good top earth, to allow roots to get a setting. 
 Do not use Manure in hole, unless throughly 
 decomposed back to earth. Plant all trees 
 three (3) inches deeper than when in Nur- 
 sery. After filling up hole half way pour a 
 bucket of water in hole then with a slat one 
 by four ("1x4") tamp around outside of hole 
 pressing the points of roots downward, then 
 pull upward on tree before filling hole. 
 
 PRUNING 
 
 PEACHES— Cut off all limbs then cut 
 top to within three (3) feet of the ground. 
 Plant Peach trees in spring only. Peach 
 trees won't stand transplanting in fall being 
 so full of sap they grow until winter begins, 
 therefore, cannot be delivered in a dormant 
 condition from the Nurseries. 
 
 PLUMS — Plums should be pruned sev- 
 erly. Cut back to body of tree, and top cut 
 within three (3) feet of ground. Plum trees 
 require an open head. 
 
 APPLES — Apples should be cut back 
 within three (3) feet of ground as an apple 
 tree bears and thrives better if kept cut back. 
 Don't cut off any of side limbs unless they 
 cross each other. Use a small saw when 
 pruning an apple tree as the wound will heal 
 and not effect the life of tree. 
 
 PEAR — Pears should be pruned to a 
 pyramid, shaped similar to the Irish Juniper 
 tree. In all cases use a saw to remove live or 
 dead branches. 
 
CHERRY — Prune cautiously, with a de- 
 finate object in view as the cherry is classed 
 as an ornamentol tree as well as a fruit tree. 
 Merely remove such limbs that mar the ap- 
 pearance of the tree- Don't wrap trees with 
 any kind of bandage. Don't apply any kind 
 of paste on body of tree as these patent 
 pastes fill up pores in bark and causes shrink- 
 age in the sap wood, by all means adhere to 
 this advice. Don't shave bark of Lawn or 
 Park trees nor apply any band of qlueish 
 preporation around trunk of tree, if such is 
 done you will stop the expansion of bark 
 around and cause the tree to lessen the up- 
 ward flow of cap. The better plan to keep 
 the Canker Won :s off of trees is to encircle 
 the body of tree about four (4) feet from 
 ground with cotton batten, tie a wrapping 
 cord around center of cotton then turn top of 
 band down. After freezing in fall remove 
 until spring. 
 
 PLANTING 
 
 GRAPES— Cut off all defected roots 
 with sharp knife. Dig a trench from about 
 twelve (12) inches deep. Place the roots 
 right and left in trench dividing the roots 
 equally from center of stalk. Don't plant the 
 roots straight down, as they will stand for 
 years before they will grow and produce. The 
 grape must have many top surface roots to 
 thrive and produce fruit. 
 
 SOILS — Grapes can be grown on various 
 soils. Must be well drained. Hill sides are 
 the most suitable for grapes as they require 
 a free exposure to sun and air. 
 
PRUNING 
 
 GRAPES — Annual pruning any time be- 
 tween December 1st. to Feb. 20th. while the 
 vines are dormant- Prune the vines to two 
 canes for two years after planting. 
 
 When the growth commences in the 
 spring the young shoots must be reduced by 
 disbudding so they will stand about twelve 
 (12) inches apart on the cane, selecting only 
 strong healthy shoots. The first fruit bear- 
 ing shoots allowed to extend themselves at 
 will until Sept. 1st, when they may be pinch- 
 ed off at the end to assist the ripening of the 
 wood. After third year cut the old canes 
 back to six (6) or seven (7) feet long. 
 
 APPLE 
 
 FIRST SPRAY— Just after buds expand. 
 Bordeaux Mixture (formula 1) or lime sul- 
 phur (formula 3). At this time lead arsen- 
 ate 3 pounds to 50 gallons of water for Cur- 
 culio, Canker Worm, Tent Caterpillars. 
 
 SECOND SPRAY— When blossoms are 
 falling. Lime sulphur (formula 3) at this 
 time 2 lbs. lead arsenate to each 50 gallons 
 of water should be added for the Curculio, 
 Coddling Moth or any insect the devour the 
 leaf. 
 
 THIRD SPRAY— For blotch and bitter 
 rot. Two weeks after second spray use Bor- 
 deaux Mixture (formula 1). 
 
 FOURTH SPRAY— Eight weeks after 
 third spray Bordeaux Mixture (formula 1.) 
 
PEACHES 
 
 FIRST SPRAY— Just before the bloom 
 opens up. Arsenate of lead 2 lbs- to 50 gals, 
 of water. 
 
 SECOND SPRAY— 3 weeks after first 
 spray self boiled lime sulphur, (formula 2) 
 mix also 2 lbs. of arsenate of lead to 60 gals, 
 of water. 
 
 THIRD SPRAY— 28 days later same as 
 second spray leaving out arsenate of lead. 
 
 CHERRY 
 
 FIRST SPRAY— Lime sulphur (formula 
 3) with 2 lbs, arsenate of lead to 50 gallons 
 of water. 
 
 SECOND SPRAY— Three weeks later 
 use (formula 3) lime sulphur leaving out the 
 arsenate of lead. 
 
 THIRD SPRAY— After fruit is picked 
 use Nicotine sulphur (formula 4). 
 
 PLUM 
 
 FIRST SPRAY— After blossoms fall use 
 (formula 3) mix also 3 lbs. arsenate of lead 
 to 50 gals, of water. Repeat spray 2 weeks 
 later. After fruit is set well on trees place 
 a canvass or large sheet under tree shake 
 tree well then burn all defective fruit that 
 fall, this way you get rid of many insects also 
 
 ' PEARS 
 
 Spray pears same as apples. 
 
 GRAPES 
 
 FIRST SPRAY— Arsenate of lead 3 lbs* 
 to 50 gals, of water. 
 
 SECOND SPRAY— 15 days later, same. 
 
CODDLING MOTH 
 
 Coddling Moths are so often found in 
 wormy apples. They appear when trees are 
 in full bloom. They lay eggs on twigs, leaves 
 and fruit. When hatched they enter into the 
 blossom end of apple. The second brood en- 
 ter into the apple at the side of fruit and 
 leaves the apple by coming out at the side. 
 About ten (10) weeks after the blooming 
 period the second crop of Moths begin to fly 
 and come forth again in the spring as a moth. 
 
 CANKER WORMS 
 
 There are two distinguished families. 
 The first is the type of measuring worm. 
 They strip the trees of their foliage. They 
 are classed as the spring Canker Worm and 
 fall Canker Worm. They are IV2 inches long 
 when full grown. At first light green color, 
 darker as they get older. 
 
 CASSBEARERS 
 
 Pistol Casebearer and Cigar Casebearer- 
 Named from the cores they occupy upon leaf 
 or bud. They are a moth. Wings measuring 
 V2 inch from tip to tip, are easily controlled 
 by proper spraying. 
 
 WOOLY APHIS 
 
 This plant louse is found on the roots of 
 trees and bark. Spray the roots and bran- 
 ches with Kerosene emulsion 1 to 6 parts of 
 water. Dig dirt from base of trunk to let 
 the emulsion penerate the roots. 
 
TENT CATERPALLARS 
 
 Are readly seen by the tents they spin 
 on the branches. As they hatch they form 
 a colony and can be removed at once and 
 burned. 
 
 PLUM CURCULIO 
 
 Plum Curculio does more injury to the 
 apple than any other pest except the coddling 
 moth. This beetle has a slender snout which 
 it carries under its body, it knaws little holes 
 in the fruit, but does the greatest damage by 
 depositing eggs in the fruit. 
 
 BUD MOTH 
 
 Bud Moths atacks buds, leaves and 
 flowers. They weave silken threads which 
 form protection under which they live and 
 feed. 
 
 SAN JOSE SCALE 
 
 San Jose scale is a small yellow louse 
 almost round. Underneath a round scale 
 with a black point in center of scale. It sucks 
 the juice out of the bark of the tree. Has 
 several broods. During the growing season 
 they cause red spots on the fruit- Worse in- 
 sect scale pest. 
 
 OYSTER SHELL SCALE 
 
 tThey resemble the oyster shell. They 
 are about 1-8 of an inch long. They hibern- 
 ate white eggs under old scale. The eggs 
 hatch about June 1st. First appear as small 
 white lice. Soon fasten to bark and cover it 
 with ascale. 
 
PLANT LICE 
 
 They have a sucking mouth. They suck 
 the juice out of plants. They appear in the 
 spring. They injure the plants causing the 
 leaves to curl, stunt and dwarf all the new- 
 growth. 
 
 SCURFY SCALE 
 
 This pest gets under the bark and gives 
 the bark of a tree a scurfy appearance. Lays 
 purple eggs under the bark. 
 
 BITTER ROT 
 
 Bitter rot is a small sunken bitter spot 
 on the fruit. The fungus lives during the 
 winter in the Canker on the limbs later goes 
 to fruit and enters any cracks that may ap- 
 pear on fruit. 
 
 BLOTCH 
 
 This fungus forms on the twigs and 
 fruit and is the most destructive disease 
 known to the apple growers of the southern 
 belt. 
 
 CANKER 
 
 Canker is a rough sunken discolored 
 spot on the bark. Eventually causes the death 
 of the tree. • 
 
 SCAB 
 
 Scab is the most destructive disease 
 known to the apple growers. 
 
BORERS 
 
 The round head and flat head borers are 
 the more prevalent in the middle states. The 
 parent of the flat headed borers is a light 
 dove colored bettle. Has irregular cavities 
 on wings. Lays its egs in the bark of trees. 
 Eggs hatch about July 1st, and gnaw into the 
 wood. In three years they reach full size, 
 then they go deeper into the wood and finely 
 emerge as an adult beetle. 
 
 Round Headed Borers — The parent of 
 this borer is larger than the Flat headed 
 borer. Has two distinct white lines full 
 length of body, eaches full size in two years. 
 Treatment kills them by runing a flexible 
 wire into their burroughs or holes that can 
 be readily seen by scraping the dirt away 
 from base of tree. Make a white wash out 
 of air slacked lime and put on with an old 
 broom let it run down on the roots of the 
 tree. 
 
 SPRAY MATERIALS 
 FORMULA 1 
 
 Bordeaux — To make 50 gallons. 
 
 Take 4 lbs. of copper sulphate disolve in 
 8 gals, of water, 5 lbs. of quicq lime not 
 slacked, slack the lime in 6 gals, of water. 
 After it is cooled turn it in to the first solu- 
 tion and add 36 gallons of water to make the 
 50 gallons. Then strain into a barrel or tank 
 through a wire cloth strainer. Don't use 
 metal vessel as it will corrode. 
 
FORMULA II 
 
 Self boiled lime sulphur — 
 
 10 lbs. lime, 10 lbs. of sulphur and 50 
 gallons of water. The lime should be slacked 
 first then run through wire seive, then add 
 the sulpher and stir well then add enough 
 water to make the 50 gallons. After adding 
 the sulphur cool quickly with water to keep 
 down sulphide formations which is injurious 
 to foliage, buds, blooms and fruit. 
 
 FORMULA III 
 
 Lime Sulphur solution — 
 
 Kept in most any drug store. Use 3V2 
 lbs. of sulphure to 50 gallons of water. 
 
 FORMULA IV 
 
 Nicotine sulphate or black leaf 40 — 
 
 Use % P m t Nicotine, 3 lbs. sulphate of 
 soap to 100 gallons of water. 
 
 FORMULA V 
 
 Hellebore — 
 
 Hellebore is a powder. Can be used dry 
 or with water. To use as a spray, 1 pound 
 Hellebore to 30 gallons of water or mixed 
 with 4 lbs. of flour to 1 lb. Hellebore if used 
 as a powder. 
 
 FORMULA VI 
 
 Kerosene Emulsion — 
 
 Kerosene 1 gallon, water % gallon, soap 
 1-4 lb. disolve the soap in boiling water. 
 After boiling add kerosene, churn ingredents 
 well. Dilute before using. 
 
FORMULA VII 
 
 Bordeaux Mixture — 
 
 Dilute 3 lbs. copper sulphate to 50 gals. 
 of water. 
 
 FORMULA VIII 
 
 Lead Arsenate — 
 
 Lead arsenate can be purchased in paste 
 or powedr from any of your Drug stores. 
 The powder form is twice as strong as paste 
 form. 
 
 THE ROSEBUG 
 
 The rosebug devours the flowers, young 
 fruit and foliage. This bettle is about one 
 half inch long and of a brown color. 
 
 REMEDIES— Use Phrethrum 1 oz. to 2 
 gallons of water. If possible spray in mist 
 form after a rain. 
 
 NOTE — Never plant apple trees on 
 south side side of other fruit trees always 
 plant the apple on north side as the reflec- 
 tion of the sun's rays from the foliage is so 
 piercing in summer that it will burn the fruit 
 and foliage on the cherry, peach and plumu 
 
 ROSES 
 
 CARE OF ROSES— After they have 
 quit blooming prune back tips of limbs or 
 branches especially early in fall to ripen the 
 wood growth and make the bush strong and 
 sturdy. Roses thrive better in the sun, ex- 
 cept the tender varieties they require partial 
 shade and partial sun shine. 
 
 Save all your leaves, have a place in your 
 back yard where you can trench them. Leaf 
 mold is the best fertilizer known for plants 
 and roses also the mulching for trees. 
 
FLOWERING SHRUBS 
 
 SHRUBS— Best 10 varieties for mass- 
 ing or ornamental specimens. Jap Quince, 
 Forsythie, Lilacs, Tartarian Honeysuckle, 
 Wegelia's, Spirea Van Houtte, Althea, 
 Syringa, Spirea Anthony Waterer for border 
 Hydrangea Aboresencs grandiflora. 
 
 Remove all flowers from Hydrangea's 
 bushes before winter sets in, break them off 
 with hand. 
 
 NUMBER OF PLANTS ON ONE ACRE AT 
 VARIOUS DISTNCES. 
 
 At 4 feet apart, each way 2,729 
 
 At 5 feet apart, each way 1,724 
 
 At 6 feet apart, each way 1,200 
 
 At 8 feet apart, each way 680 
 
 At 10 feet apart each way 430 
 
 At 12 feet apart, each way 325 
 
 At 15 feet apart, each way 200 
 
 At 18 feet apart, each way 135 
 
 At 20 feet apart, each way 110 
 
 At 25 feet apart, each way 70 
 
 At 30 feet apart, each way 50 
 
 To estimate the number of plants re- 
 quired for an ecre, at any given distance mul- 
 tiply the distance between the rows by the 
 distance between the plants, which will give 
 the number of square feet allotted to each 
 plant, and divide the number of square feet 
 in an acre (43,560) by this number, the quo 
 ttient will be the number of plants. 
 
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