Our reason tried to back us out,
Dark clouds, were threatening snow,
But nature cried, “You are brave and stout,
You cannot fail to go.”

Then off we start and onward go,
With faces bright and gay;
Regardless of the rain and snow,
The girls were full of play.

At length we reached the riverside,
And gently moved across
Safely to the other side
Without a single loss.

Then each with glad and happy heart
Sang a song of praise.
Miss Nannie sang the leading part,
While Eddie sang the bass.

At last we reached that happy place
Just at the hour of four,
And we beheld Miss Mildred’s face
While standing in the door.

We went that night to a wedding feast,
Where all seemed happy and gay;
From six till ten, they scarcely ceased
To skip and hop and play.

When we awoke at morning light,
The earth was wrapped in snow,
And whether it was wrong or right,
Ed said that we must go.

So we harnessed the team and off we go,
Straight through the tangled cane.
The boisterous wind continued to blow,
‘Till we were racked with pain.

There sat Miss Belle, just like a saint,
Yea, one in purest love,
Without a murmur or complaint,
As harmless as a dove.

Yea, like the Angel band above,
She seemed to fear no harm.
It seemed that all was hope and love,
Indeed, she was a charm.

Miss Mildred & Miss Nannie too,
Like those of a mystical band,
Were seemingly guided safely through
By the Master’s Omnipotent hand.

At twelve we reached the boatman’s house
And ate our dinner there;
And all we lacked was brush and comb
To fix our snowy hair.

We left the ferry at one o’clock,
Arrived at home at eight;
If ever, a team was glad to stop,
‘Twas “Fancy and Old Kate”.

Thus the Christmas days were spent,
In merriment and glee;
We frolicked to our hearts content,
And set our horses free.

My comrades said “We’re home at last,
And surely think we’ll stay
Until the wintry hours are past,
And we have a better day”.

Composed by R.T. Ketchum, after a lovely Christmas trip.

Those on trip:
R. T. Ketchum
Nannie Sawyer (Mrs. J. Rainey)
Belle Wood (Mrs. Jeff Prichard)
Edward Crafton
Mildred Crafton Gilbert Barkley

“THOSE WERE HAPPY DAYS”

© 2008 - Shirley Atchison Steinert

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