iiii^ LIBRARY ♦•#1 .^^\ \ k ' « o5t 4-°-n^.. "J ^0' '^^ *; o « o ' /^^ w • ^ 'O o«o« ,^ BY Edmund W. Cavanagh, Deaf Poet 1889H0B. SURE MOUNTING, THE MUTE IMMORTAL STREAMS, OF SYSTEMATIC THEORY, AND POEMS. RKRT I v^/ Written by E.!^. Cavanagh. Deaf Poet. 1889-1895. 'Tis the Mute Immortal Strains, Intreat, love, and grace divine; Deny me not again, ag-ain '. Or crave unjust against me thine. Of Strains Immortal, invoice never d Supreme accent, and beauty of the book To all the world as index to the sky; In heaven's name, heaven thus has spoke. ^^i RIGHT •* 19 18?^ .m^ / ^^t^ mm ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. Printed at Omaha, November 1895. n'^ t^r^^ C^ ^ ''*'''~\r EAR thou. O Earth ! the Father's heavenly calls |~\C) Like sounding- trumpets over the mystic wakes. Hark ye! sweet music in the memory halls: Such as great singers— their companions makes. "GOD'S throne is heaven, earth His footstool" As heaven's dominion the wheel for. the fool. Above the glor3', beneath nature's teautious charms Hell its darkness, dang-erous awful storms. INDEX. PART I. Omnipotent— Trinity— Literature— The Author's Book , 5-6 Deaf and Dumb of America— Author's Histor^v 7-8 World's Exposition 8-9 Histor3' 9-11 Manners— Eternal Day . 12 Creation of Man and Woman 13-14 Lovespring- — River of Life 15-16 We are But Mortal— Poet— God's Love is Every- where 17 Standard of Liberty — Omaha Business College — Standing- Before the Universe 18-19 Chicago to St. Louis, Great Cities of the Earth 20-31 Divine Original of Man, and Spiritual Power, the First Decree.. 22-23 Divine Morning— In What Form Is Hell Eternal.. 24-25 Main Object of Religion— Existence By Chance, Systematic Theor3' Proves is extremely Dan- gerous—State' . 26-27 Colorado— Mineral Palace— Products of Ants .. 28-29 Progress of Knowledge— Science of Knowledge 30-31 Over the Rock.v Mountains— Mrs. Helen Hunt Jackson's Grave 32-33 "Libertj- Enlightens the World"— Universal Call — Battle of Shiloh... M-3f> Holy Ceremonies— Omaha High School— Contest of Life. _... 36-37-38-39 Lieutenant W. B. McClellan— Bright Star of the Morning 40-41 Capitol Sermons 42 43-44-4n-46 LOVERS' GEMS. PART II. Love's Immortal Dream— Occasional Poems- Love and the Angel— Advice to the Beautiful 48-49-50-51 Sweet Maid— Sweet Friendships Aid Cupid— As the Angels are, to Me so are You— O Let us not Abuse— Lost One.. 52-53 Adieu — Friendship — Inconsistency — Chime the Merrj- Xmas- Christian Friends— Unevent- ful Marriag-es 54-55 God is Love — Infinite Radience — Goddess of Nat- ure — Obit to Sweet Sixteen 56 Nature— Fidelitv— Love — Modesty — Hope 57 Intensity— Dear Little Friend— Be Not Untrue— Remember Me 58 Can Thou Be Moved— True For All— Gently-— False Friendship 59 Think well of Me— Sphinx— Poet— Treachery 60 Love's Treacherous Play— Peerless One 61 Farewell— What I think of My Dearest 63 Discussion — Listen Love 63 Suicide and Death of a Young- Lady at Leadville, Colo. 64 Dying- Friends— Capitol of Kansas— Colorado Springs, Colorado 65-66-67 Woman— Tribute to the Ladies— My Morning; Star 68-69 Pike's Peak Summits— Garden of the Gods— My Heart Existeth for Thee 70-71 Lonely— Dear Little Miss, No. 1.— Dear Little Miss, No. 3 73-73 Fay Wieble, No. 3.— Dear Little Miss No. 4... 74 She Says She's Little, No. 5— She Comes Not, No 6 75 Cruel and False, No. 7— The Heart that Beats for Me 76 Lovers' Walk— Lovelj^ Woman— Hold the Fort 77 President Harrison's Visit to Colorado Spring-s —Two Little Girls— Love Song 78 For the Stage— My Mission— Man Vain— In Har- mony with Nature.. 79-80-81 Dubuque, Iowa— Woman's Love— Little Room 83-83 Happy New Year— Christmas Morning, Colorado Springs, 1891... 84 Adieu Old Year, 1891 -Modern Daniel 85-86 W^hite Horse— Dear old Year of 1890— Patience- Love 87-88 Sermons to Converted 89-90 Love and Truth 91-93-93-94-95-96 Star of Lincoln 97-98 Legal Notice 99-100 @@® OMNIPOTENT. The lightning- flits across his brow. The storms are toss'd to and fro. The stars like diamonds in His crown, His face is lighted as the sun I "And I saw a mighty angel descending out of the heavens, with one foot upon the land, and the other upon the sea, having in his hand a little book; and he cried with a loud voice, saying: "Take it and eat it up, it will be in thy mouth as sweet as honey: but it will make thy belly bitter.' "" TRINITY. Holy! holy! holy! Lord God of hosts! Eternal is thy glory. And we love thee most. Glory be. O Father. Glory in thy Son. Glory be forever, may all be as One. And before God, I swear before the people, and all that is mighty and Eternal, that I am the same E. W. Cavanagh, Deaf Poet of Wisconsin, Chicago and St. Louis, westwards, and from Denver, Colorado, and the Rocky Mountains, now at Omaha, Neb., and that I am the sole author of every word and line of this little book in every sense: as well it being* entirely my own biography: this is the voice of one who "cannot lie." 6 LITERATURE "Tis leg-ion the innumerable To find the truth exercise the whole. The many channels that we find! 'Tis from the dross we drain the gold. Employ the reason of the mind And lig-ht the candle of the soul. There is no heig-hts I have not attained inspirit ■and no depths I have not descended, always living- true to God and all men since conversion, but sub- jected continually to the device of the unprincipal, creed, and avarice ambition of certain parties, to weaken the Supreme pointy of this beautiful truth and fiction, making me appear before the people as a shiftless idiot, instead of the real powerful and ex- traordinary g-enius as I really am, whom a large number are building- on, by a countermine system of lying, and public control, in delicate affairs in advantage taken of my deafness, similar to boycot- ting. Have you not heard and learned enough of the folly of believing any one where my interest is concerned but the author? THE AUTHOR'S BOOK. This book is a light if angels have fell! Through clouds of darkness, to terrors of hell. From the top of the mountain— the terrible steep, Diamonds from darkness, pearls from the deep. THE AUTHOR'S VISIT TO THE DEAF AND DUMB INSTITUTIONS OF AMERICA. Here, sheltered by artful Nature's charms, And free from pelting rains, and winter storms. The DEAF and DUMB, unconscious of the sounds, Play and sport, among- the charming grounds. They love, and make each other understand By signs and motions most handy at command. The Nation's wards, by "Uncle Sam"'— his gold Are folded into the tiock, the Savior's fold. Are taught by all mute expressions sweet. We all within the other world — meet. Imperfect the sense, yet the soul Marks all as equal on Eternal roll. THE AUTHOR'S HISTORY. During my short stay in this beautiful city, I will rewrite my history so as to credit all cities and public interest and prepare it for print. Though it was first written for this purpose at Colorado Springs, Colorado. It will contain selections of I)rose and poetry such as public sentiment and in- terest would justify me to print, under the protec- tion of law, order, and good citizens. The whole work, long expected amounting to some five hundred pages and over, has been impeded by the great adversity, and imperfect interest of two separate parties having the advantage of my deafness, to control things as best suited to their purposes. And now in fear and trembling for the 8 interest of those who wish to defend me in truth and right, I now submit the following: I do not believe in additions to ancient or mod- ern literature if it does not tend to decrease the present great amount of perfidious literature by a more complete criticism and overhanding of the whole, and as the papers have lately estimated, it would take many thousand of years to read the great bulk of reading matters, I do not think more than twenty years of an ordinary man's life should be occu- pied to learn all there is to know. In this, under supreme guidance we are more capable, a man will think of as much in a week as he can I'ead in a year. It, therefore, seems vain and unprofitable for me to add, or write of anything but the most com- plete, and that has never before been fathomed or understood rightly, such as the soul and eternal ex- istence must depend and is quite universal to man. I believe in self-made men, on these we must depend i s to the magnet which points true when all is lost: who under power and genius deny themselves to unhappy fate, conquer all things, and work them- selves into fame and eminence. If I use whatever genius that is given me, and the people credit me for, I like to use it in form that will give the great- est meaning in the fewest words, as in the intended poem to the World's Exposition, and which the im- p3rfect interest prevented me from completing, and to present it with a poem to the State of Colorado, and myself before the Exposition closed, as follow- ing: O worlds and wonders that springs from source un- knowing. Eternal ray — existence— and, far! O minds and wonders, and of glory glowing, Shines in the luster of the Columbian star. The mighty mountains, point up their mighty peaks, The mighty rivers, and broad; the mighty lands AVide oceans roll, where mortal voice now speak Over fathoms wide now mighty Nation stand. The model mind who braved the dark unknowing. Who dared the deep, and spanned the world and The mighty world where storm and time now sweep Eternal scroll, ecclesiastical of ag-e and time. Broad the way; and far, the worlds unknowing. Deep the sea, and wide the oceans roll. To higher aims — to stars and firmaments showing. From dust to dust, Eternal claims the soul. The world has always seemed an open court to me, and many thousand short poems of mine eagerly bought through Chicago and St. Louis and other large cities westwards; but few of them ever printed in the papers. It is necessary I should publish this speedily to prove my intent and gratify the interest of the people in a creditable direction, as my poems never fail to take affect if offered for sale. So the following is my history in the shortest possible way it can be given, and as it is written ready for the book and press: My father was born in Dublin, Ireland. His mother was French. My mother was born in Eng- land or Canada. Her father was German, and her mother English. Therefore, according to my pa- rents' testimony, I am a direct descendent of those four different Nations— English, French, German and Irish. This is probably the reason the present age finds me so completely universal, to stir the four •corners of the world so violently. I was born in Canada, town of Peel, in the year 1859 or '61, chris- tened Methodist, the faith my parents then em- braced. I came to America when nine years of age, to the State of Wisconsin. I will always support the standard of American liberty, as a sure road to a strong- and unchangeful constitution of liberty and right before God, a constitution designed, that was born many, and many of years before it was estab- lished or conceived in the minds of man, in the birth of Christ. God has g-iven me His own decree with His own hand and clothed me with fire that what I write in this little book, and the one forth- coming- should tend to the complete enlightenment of the world in Christ. I am one of a large family, some of them have turned out quite well; some min- isters — one of whom died in Montreal, Canada. My father was formerly wealthy, but lost steadily, and Avhen at five years of age. scarlet fever made its ap- pearance in our family, from which I lost one little brother; and another, "William by name, with my- self, lost our hearing. The organs of one of my ears is entirely destroyed and often runs very oftensive matter. The other was made slightly deaf and de- clined until I can hear no sound but the loudest. The drum of the left ear is perforated, letting the sound and free air right on to the nerves closing them, this is the reason I can neither stand a loud sound or hear a common one, or distinguish the sentence except by expression of the face and mo- tion of the lips. I was fourteen years of age when I last heard the birds sing and the harmonies of Na- ture, and learned to read and write much sooner. All the schooling I ever had in letters was before the age of sixteen years. God has taught me about all there is to know since then, and at time of writ- ing am extremely well versed in all spiritual Divin- ity, being a great reader and thinker, it seldom takes me longer than from seven to ten hours to read a volume of from 250 to 500 pages, as one who- reads partly by sentence, and before I come to the completeness of knowledge that compelled me ta understand I had grasped the ocean in one hand and the sea in the other; there seemed no bottom to the lightning like thought, that was spurred on by some invisible power over which I had no controU until I had grasped existence in my hands. ''Though I could reach from pole to pole. And grasp creation in my span: I must be measured by my soul, The mind, the standard of the man."' There is no- bound or limit to Infinite thought^ unless fixed in something on earth in doing good in hope of heaven. I became dumb partly because I could not control my voice properly, and partly from the comprehending of existence and beholding God's great mysteries all at once. When arriving at the stage of manhood, when the spiritual and natural law takes place for better or worse and we are tried by higher powers, and have always possessed very heavy power since conversion, about the year 1880,. and was so extremely sensitive through my youth that I disowned my defective speech and hearing until I was compelled to acknowledge, and saw that it was better for me to own my state such as it is and not to notice by signs and expressions, but to do all my conversation by writing as sure and not de- ceitful; my genius being far greater than my natur- al ability in 'either sense, speaking or hearing, and put me in a far greater and higher position than I was able to defend without all my natural senses^ and those who obtained the position of favor and trust, acted in every way possible but the right way, and in revenge stirred up a hell upon earth, and made me an innocent victim of every device imaginable, in every way it could be done without detection — a mortal shame. Sweet are manners and grace that light the way, Of love and truth, the brightness of the day. When — sinnnnim Juf<. fiuninia injiiria* we greet, ■Midst lilinding glares, when darkest terrors meet. When stars shall cease to shine as diamonds bright. The earth, sun, and moon, may fade away. What now we gain in life, as holy light, Almighty God, shall time Eternal day. My writings — the most of them — are very solid, but the action of the adverse in love and marriage affairs put me under mental strains that the most powerful genius living could not have withstood. So help me God, I will still vanquish and conquer, and dwell with thee in Eternity! When scarcely thirteen years of age I was much inclined towards God, with a desire to perform His will, and found no stories so romantic, thrilling, and interesting as the Bible, and when very young read it continually, and preferred it to any other literature. From the age of fifteen up to nineteen my life was spent in in- nocent misguidance when light visits of the spirit of God came upon me and I began a genius reform; and a few years later a brother of mine, a constant companion, whom I loved dearly, died; a shock that bewildered and completely overthrew me. I now became a devoted Christian reformer, and was pros- trated many, and many a time by power and ex_ tremity of the Most High and underwent many ex- * The rigror of the law is the heig-ht of oppression. traordinary revelations; and sin having- revived unto death, my feet slipping- a few times, I became bound in bands of steel. t I ran off in the wilderness knowing- no rest night or day, but walking- alone with God. During* this time I formed many brilliant conceptions of poetry, one of which is as following-; but wrote it many years later, the demand and persecution of others would never let me rest to complete many brilliant elfusions that had certainlv made me Immortal. CREATION OF MAN AND WOMAN Long- 1 Long-! ago I When the sky was deep and blue. When Eternal ages run. Before the created knew. When God contemplated creating man. He brought him forth from the dust and sod. For the beginning and the end: In the image of God. And as the spirit and the wind listeth: Adam come and grew. As in a dream the Immortal existeth: All things he knew. Alone I alone I with God I O what mysteries did the mind conceive, t "Bound in bands of steel." Longfellow expresses this in the last verse of his "Warning-," where he says: "There is a poor blind Samson in the land Shorn of his strength, bound in bands of steel, Who may, in some grim revel raise his haud And shake the pillars of the common weal, Till the vast temple of our liberties A shapeless mass of wreck and rubbish lies." Samson is the law whose strength Christ has shorn, and as manv as are under the law are blind. 14 As he beheld the, world as far as he could seel He called it a garden, and all things he knew: He knew them, and called them by their names. And God loved Adam as His own image, And Adam lived in wonder and loved God, In the mornino- of the world. And was there something wanting for Adam? As in a dream, he^lid not know. Was it somebody to share the glory. Of the beautiful garden where the Immortal grew'? He wandered everywhere but could not be found The object of his desire, where to be? He sang his songs in prayer, but not a sound Until God answered. I will answer thee, "It is not good for man to be alone." And the stars shone brightly, as Adam fell within a dream, asleep I Whatever magical operations there was. 'tis God alone that knows. How long he slept: did angels watch and weep? Hark! a sound in the wind that blows. And Adam awoke and did perceive, Beheld a form and it was Eve I And Adam knew and loved her. And bow'd to the morning star. '•Then sang the birds in paradise.'' As he loved her. so he made her. Bright and fair as angels are. But the world has lowly laid her. From the glory of the stars. Nothing could be more original or nearer the Divine conception: indeed, I seemed the living 15 actor, and underwent almost the same spiritual operations; I experienced the same sublime holi- ness and solitude that we feel when we imagine or read of our Immortal Forefather. About this time, when in the wilderness — the northern pines of Wis- consin — both Father and Son were revealed to me in a spiritual vision about the same hour '"As many as keep my sayings we will love him. and manifest ourselves to him" the heavens were open, I heard voices, songs, and heavenly music, wherein I trans- gressed the sayings of St. Paul, where he says, "Say not in thy heart w^ho shall ascend heaven, that is to bring Christ down from above, or who shall ascend into the deep, that is to bring up Christ again from the dead." This vision manifested Christ again upon the earth, as we have often read or seen Him in the garden or wilderness, in the posture of prayer, on the right hand of God, in de- scent from above. I began to break out with the ex- clamation, ''Oh! how I love thee." The answer came in the deepest sorrow, "If you loved me you would keep my sayings." The vision of the Father was up heavenwards, surrounded by a halo, at the top of a great beam, that descended to the earth. His hand extended, showing me the righteousness and illumination of His Son, and a voice came plainly, "An open u.oor is before thee that no man can shut." The same sentence that we have heard other great reformers declare, since then, nothing- could move me from the truth and word of God, and have fought with the greatest adverse power that man can be tempered with, conquered in the truth and word as manifested experiment in correct divination. Being a terrible warrior in Christ, the ladies whom I love— if any single one of them acts i6 the least improperly- from what I should expect as the most gentle of mortals, I will forever avoid the parties if possible, if their excuses do not prove justifiable, as I consider it an inexcusible insult for any one to believe anything improper of me under the circumstances, as those who experience my character will find me the most gentle of mortals. Though tortured by sensitiveness I endure all things as the sunlight quietly, modestly, and pleasantly. Sweet in lovespring hearts are glowing. Some with dying eyes are closing. Some misguided hearts are breaking. Some in sleep that knows no waking. Some in anguish, some in bitter curse As the earth whirleth onwards within its course. All who have the spirit of the Father, and are schooled by the law to real acceptance, is a terrible rigor, but in the schooling from it to the first decree in Christ.- As in the following beautiful form is all the elements of religion: To trust in Him whose kingdom above, The God-send for all while here below. Who performed a righteousness of independent love. In this, the rivers of life to flow — And changed as becomes everything. Our trials so hard no more will meet. In the beauties of earth as ministering! The hope, and expectations sweet. To be '"born again" and created anew — This is, designed for me and you. * ****** * To gi'eat a glory, transformed this, For worlds unknowing transit bles't Where winning love turns our woe aside. For this our Lord, dear Savior, Jesus died. While this will be true salvation to some, it will be perdition to others. It depends on how they 17 are schooled, and know from the evidence of all thing's. We are but mortal from the dust, To magnify while here below. The Supreme Being in whom we trust, Prom many, many years ago. Have likened us this, designed to be. We come, as quickly pass away. DEAF POET. All things in life so sweet, so dear I do deny I cannot hear. The rushing wind, the sounds of spring. The babbling brooks, the birds that sing. The listening leaves, the mountain breeze;^ The sounding noise of winter freezes. The roaring storms, and dashing waters, And most of all — earth's fairest daughters. And yet to be so sensitive of spirit! It seems as though that I can hear it. GOD^S LOVE IS EVERYWHERE. (Written by E. W. Cavanajih, D, P., Present. Copvrig-hl- ed at St. Louis, 1890 ) We know, God's love is everywhere — And see it up among the stars; We see it in the flower's bloom. The rising sun, and setting moon. God's love is everywhere. i8 It walks upon the ocean deep — We see it in the heavens weep; As in the sparkling fountains flow, Her rainy tears for all below. God's love is everywhere. In every herb upon the field — The more we pray, O let it yield; In everything on earth that grows, Sweet as incessant rivers flow. God's love is everywhere. The golden orbs that beam the sky. Says to all men — to you and I, Abods the earth (His blood was shod) "Rise up, ye living and the dead.*' God's love is everywhere. We see the ships that cross the sea Such is the turbulence of the free; The murmuring waters and the wave, The merciful, gallant, and the brave. Live to '"Watch and pray.'' Ye mountains, raise your awful forms; For over the dawn of the morn ; Look up all ye with faithful eyes. To Him be glory and all praise. "Sing praise to Him on high." STANDARD OF LIBERTY. Wave forever, sweet banner, mount high in the sky! Over land, over kingdom, all Nation denote. Just freedom thy cause, O! never to die. Over seas on the merlons and vessels that float 19 As high, over castle, each city and dome. As pure as the sky, and as brig-ht as the stars. Fair Liberty shall crown and brighten our homes And the stripes shine brilliant in the sunset bars. All over the world, if Nation shall fall In peace, as in war, thy glory to time. The free, and the bound, the great and the small, All standards, all kindreds, forever combine. OMAHA BUSINESS COLLEGE. "Tis the Omaha Business College, Where the mind will trace a course. To much shorter was of knowledge, Like an arrow through the earth. Men of learning, men of genius, Tutored minds and kindled spark, Lights the way to Omaha's College And much finer wav of art. THE STANDING BEFORE THE UNIVERSE. Those who live according to the mind Will quickly leave on earth, and far behind. Those who stand before the universe I Their sins and iniquities are brought forth. And judgment rendered according to their deeds, 'Tis then, the spirit groans and hearts will bleed, 'Tis then, that man shall quake and quail, For better or worse, or heaven to bewail. you stand before the Father's awful law! To stand in self -righteousness. Where men are cut and broken as the straw And life itself is treacherousness. Alone if we shall stand, to faint, or fail Before the truth Eternal we should claim. All the fiends in the infernal regions would prevail And hell w^ould hold us in its aw^ful flame. CHICAGO TO ST. LOUTS. OR GREAT CITIES OF THE EARTH. 'Tis God who rules the mighty worlds and water And stays the storms upon Ihe seas and land. Wherein blooms earth's fairest daughters: And w^ondrous works of great men. As shines the sun, w^hat rules a Nation's day. The waking roars of the massive mange. Colossal they stand, as man will work their way. The draw-bridges, tunnels and great exchange. As rolls the ocean, storms the sea, Springs the monuments of iniquity. Thy looming walls and midnight heavy tramp. Thy marble halls make use for daylight lamps. Loud over the world, the solemn hours, The noisy clamor of those aw^ful shells. Electricity wonders, and manual mighty powers, Often kissed and ruined by flames of hell. Volcanos boom, the lands are shaken, To the senate chambers of the Capitol. Athwart the moors, storms are breaking-. In the mighty churning" of the great falls. The solemn views, the awful scene sublime I The church, steeples, towers that pierce the sky. Where grows as dead and living monuments. And where the dying live, and living die. From city to city — world overland, The invincible to face while here below. To Mars the footsteps tread, the great and mighty span, That through a citj' river flows. The calls and clatter of the surging hubbub. The stalwart beat, and bells that ring. Officers preserve order, and busy wield their clubs^ The Newsboy, Messenger, and the Fire Kings. What shapes our destiny, a conscient draAv, The lured knave of imbibed sin. As iron rules does God's Almighty Law, The cafe, the coley, and the cabel den. Jupiter, thou metropolis of the west, As far and wade the limits surround you are. Numbers have come, returned to their rest. The arms around you be the golden bars. Ehe golden sun, may sound the London moors. With Dublin, Ireland: fair France, with Parici- queen. The eagle soars, the lion proudly roars. And though I feel, my eyes have yet not seen. As onward grows, upward springs, Fro's the great commerces. As mighty they stand in their trembling, Spread out before the universes. Whosoever are closed to the law, there is no state lower than "accursed children,'' therefore, are lured villians. "For as many as are under the law, are under the curse," and those who are without law are libertines; so there is no real and genuine Christianity except in those who are schooled to the service of their Creator, as In the Rivei'S of Life to Flow. Yet it is by the law only that the world and humanity can be ruled. It has taken the writer fully four years to perfect the poem, Chicago to St. Louis, or Great Cities of the Earth. DIVINE ORIGIN OF MAN, SPIRITUAL POWER THE FIRST DEGREE. Was Immortal: having control of all things in spirit. t The second degree I have experienced, that from the overhanding of all things, from the evidence of all things from the beginning to the end in full power, are conscious of all things, and may tell of the present actions of the adverse and things that are: and under the full stature, and measure. t My experience in Exodus powers and original influence for philosophy reasons in which I so plainly proved, became a public dispute and catastrophe, wherein lives and public property became in danger: as those g-ivingr their opinions publiclj- in diversity were compelled to carry their points at great risk in either direction. The strife became very vio- lent, wherein the world beca ne an open court to me, subject- ed me to everj- kind of device imag-inable and danger; but as soon as I had satisfied myself beyond all doubt concerning- all infinite mj^steries, I threw off all originalinfluence and adopted an ideal degree of existence, model and moral, so that I have no mysterious power or influence now, but am persuaded in ray theory as reliable to balance all minds con- cerning- the Infinite. 23 may have control of all things more or less, as Noah, Moses, and Daniel. ''For God is not only the <2reator of man, but of every living, creeping thing that breathes, that walks, or creeps the face of the earth.'' Not as evil as they would make it to carry their points; but a spiritual protection from wild and savage beast in the beginning of existence: and the writer has very extraordinary and undoubtable evidence of which he writes % And the real origin of man, instead of being the ofT-spring of natural existence, as some scientific scholars give us to un- derstand, was formed and brought forth wholly of the spirit from some portion or substance of the earth. * * And that we are spiritually designed to vanquish mortality and rise from this world spiritual bodies (See Main Object of Religion, page 26). The soul also in spiritual progress is relation to elec- tricity and diversity of lights; as the writer has full experience of which he writes and will simply ex- plain where scientific reason protests against the Oracles to consolidate as mentioned in those select articles as the guide and moralizer of man. The word schools in form, to systematic theory to ac- cept the whole in dividend as we ''cannot serve God and mammon,"" and no man can make any thing- out of the Bible by practical knowledge as we un- derstand it; but in spiritual holiness and right use of our members our relation to God may be discov- ered, and our original and reality discerned, and what we may expect in the future destiny. (I say that as God is the creator of the body, He must reign, or it is laid waste and handed over to de- struction; therefore all revelations to the inward soul of man are real and genius, hold fast until you find that God has control of His Temple.) t No savagre or wild beast will touch a man under full orig-inal influence, so Daniel was perfectly safe in the lion's den. 24 DIVINE MORNING. Good morning-, sun! Good bye, moon and stars; The breaking of another day Creeps through the golden bars. When rosy greets the morning sky, And all the living- objects rise, Return to God their living praise, 'Tis then, His eye is open. IN WHAT FORM IS HELL ETERNAL? The study of Astronomy and Scientific Theory in Natural Existence, as well as the development of the solar system in scientific researches, goes to prove that the orbs of the heavens develop in bulk and decrease by flame, and that the magnifying and decrease of each is hardly perceptible during the period of human existence. * * It is evident that all the flaming orbs and foreign bodies of the solar system are continually on the increase and decrease, and the Eternal hell to come is no other than the earth developing to flame. It is estimated that the sun's decrease is at the rate of 250 feet per annum and that in 50,000,000 of years the sun will be extinct and cease to give light. The theory, therefore, of the truly divined hell Eternal, is no other than the earth developing to flame, or de- struction of the temple and reason. The sun is the sole regulator of our universe, though there may be countless millions of other horizons of as vast do- 25 minion. It is the sun's electricity that keeps the earth and planets moving- in their regular path around the sun; and when the sun loseth its power over the planets and inferior bodies, they will pos- sibly stray from their regular course, burst into flame, move as do the comets, or become fixed stars. And when this takes place, the moons of the infer- ior globes will evidently become the same relation to them and the earth, as the earth is now to the sun. Man would have to exist millions of years to <3stablish this as a positive and reliable theory. As well this will evidently seem a more reasonable sense of hell eternal mentioned in the Oracles by man who had no perceptive knowledge, but a reli- able conscience; were able to warn all of the fore- ordinance, but not as scientific philosophy now de- velops. Yet the word as it was given, is a far more reliable guidance for the safety of man than any that could possibly be given at that date. I have read in some scientific articles that the earth is also on the decrease. I hardly think this will prove anything but a possible error; the earth may be in- €reasing in some parts and wearing away in others. At last all solid bodies as the earth and planets ac- cumulate and magnify in theil* atmosphere, as puri- fying bodies through the heavens: and as corruption is the food of fire the point is plain. Yet so slowly do they magnify and decrease that it would take ages to develop a perfect certainty. The earth's prospective age reaches far into the millions, while we can only trace our origin as far back as four thousand years. 26 MAIN OBJECT OF RELIGION Is to increase in spirit to the fulness, stature, and measure that was in Christ. For we are des- tined to rise from this world spiritual bodies more or less; and as Christ came in the flesh, vanquished the same, and gained the victory of death and the grave, and rose from this world a spiritual bodj', so we all more or less through Him, must gain the victory of death and the grave — as much as possi- ble — to rise in Him. (Not that we vanquish the flesh, but of death and the grave). OUR EXISTENCE BY CHANCE, SYSTEMATIC THEORY PROVES IS EXTREMELY DANGEROUS. The above article goes to prove that man would be wise to prepare themselves for any dreadful cal- amity or catastrophe thatmayhappen, as the study of those wondrous realities goes to show what an in- significant mite man is, compared with the great universe, and how our earth is but a speck of dust in the vast canopy of blue, and how there may be countless other worlds much larger than our own. inhabited evidently by much more wondrous and singular objects. * * * It all goes to show^ that we are in great danger, and subjected to prospect collision of the orbits of the solar system, or planet with the comets and the earth, wherein we would have no more chance than any insect we might crusp beneath our feet. * * * "We are evidently 27 becoming sensible to those facts, and the religious Oracles the standard of civilization: and school of the soul and human form, has no other object than to perfect us to the present enlightenment wherein we are compelled to adopt a systematic theory: that as man by the word to the temple of God and holi- ness, so is creation by system, and as "God is every- where" He is evidently a spirit infinitely vast, in whom we all have a portion to develop by the word to the temple of God, or decrease by sin to death and destruction, and we can form no conception of heaven except from what witness we have within us. While we have every evidence there is a hell (the evidence of flame, the law^ and every disaster). There is possibly a celestial sphere betw'een the earth and sun, somewhere, that would indicate the necessity to subsist to the outer direction from flaming orbs, and to rise from this world spiritual bodies. STATES. (Written and Copyrig-hted bj Edmund W. Cavanaug-b, D. P., for the State of Colorado, and Mineral Palace, and admit- ted the most adapted and stately poem written for that state, among- a larg-e number of writers in contest for the prize of Dec. 10, 1891.) All kingdom and states of worlds control'd As fame of eminents wide are rolFd. O, man, be just; and marked thus: — Great God is love. "In God we trust." 28 "NIL SINE NUMINE." C'OLORADO. Is like the great bold eagle white; With plumes soar so high, Its pillars tower to the clouds And mountains comb the sky. A great divide of mount and plain And with the union races, Vast wealth untold, will yet unfold To millions in the cases. And on the rocky mountain chains The miners and their burrows, Seek to find the golden vein Among the rocky furrows. It is a state of gorgeous scene Of sunny scene sublime I As well a charming health resort For man of every clime. The dark, coal beds of smothered flame Will furnish fuel for ages, ^'Iron horse*' strikes through the range And through the rocky crags. As ants, men work their petrified cell. Love, labor all our race. With soda springs and oiling wells,' It has the Mineral Palace. 29 MINERAL PALACE. Of Oriental splendor old in story, Ancient architecture, saint and sage, King Coal, as Saul in Solomon glory, Pristmatic representing on the stage. THE PRODUCTS OF ANTS. Diamonds, silver, marble, white; Chronic iron, spar flour. Tourmaline and wavelite. Coal, coke, and golden ore. Miscellaneous mint, splash, dash. Brilliant lights and modes of art. Dazzling beauty, crystal flash. Everything to charm the heart Hot springs, cold springs, Mineral progress on the wing. If celestial kingdoms adorn the skies We may all run for that great crown. If man to unknown lights arise. There may be mountains trampled down. The reader will recognize that there was no poem among them all published in the Colorado Sun adapted to the state in question; and the poem that did take the prize was more adapted to a con- tinent, or country than for a state. They are prob- ably aware that when a state so written for, a poem 30 must be complete for the state in question, in re- .cognizance of brother and sister states. In this re- spect the poem that is before you — as stately — the only one. The poem herein is only a few of the author's to that magnificent state, and if they re- ceive justic3 they will certainly lead all endeavors. PROGRESS OF KNOWLEDGE. O, minds that quickly get in a muddle, That quickly get in a puddle, Muddle, muddle, muddle, puddle. As true to knowledge is our daj', O Wisdom, broadness of the way. Guide us, turn us not astray. True torch, and guardian of the soul. O Liberty! enlightenment of the mind. Through time and worlds as ages roll; To every kindred, tongue and kind. Shall wasdom shine as light as day. God speed, and guide us in the way. SCIENCE OF KNOWLEDGE. This is the day, this is the hour That nature stands revealed. To science of knowledge and power, There's nothing now" concealed. Through ages since the world began, The mortal minds have swayed. To rule in sense and rights of man, How nature's laws obev'd. 31 And in the great consistency — The struggle and adversity. Who will do right it does not say. It reigns of supremacy. If fair, or foul, or ill the ominous Each party of mankind. A perfect form is gentle woman: For man, a perfect mind. True love is worth our agonize The sacred ties revere. Join hands sweet natures harmonize And kiss away the tears. From earth created heaven is ours And in it all combines. True science will guide us through our sorrows Through shadows to sunshine. Then let us sing, as angels sing To souls that cannot sever. This singing heals all broken wings And ties true hearts forever. There is an aim for everyone To do the best we can. True love's a perfect gentlewoman, The same a perfect man. As songs eternal cannot tire. O, let us sing again. And try to higher aims aspire, The poet's Immortal Strains. 32 OVER THE ROCKY MOUNTAINS. Upwards 1 Upwards! Upwards keep! Over the Rocky Mountains. A never ending winding steep Over the Rocky Mountains. Whence come those awful! awful rocks! Who hurled them here below? Piled them many and many miles Above the clouds and snow? Who formed these awful boulders Like bald-headed cones. Around which the thunder lightning flies And parting storms groan? In canyon, rocks, and mount^ain crags, God shows his mighty powers; From long ago and titanic age He made them as His towers. And now they point with capped head Up to the azure sky. As gigantic monuments of the dead Of time and ages by. Upw^ardsl Upwards! Upwards keep! Over the Rocky mountains. A never ending winding steep, Over the Rocky Mountains. 33 *MRS. HELEN HUNT JACKSON'S GRAVE. 'Bury me where the wild breezes play," The queen of light first greets the king- of day. The wild roe sports on the mountain tops, Where bounds the deer and the antelope. The snowy crest spreads her mantle white, The gig-antic forms look stormy over all. Where the silver streams in the sunny light, As in fairy lands of waterfalls. Marks the spot of a queen of listing lays. The lowering columns around about me soar, Darts sheets of flame beneath the rocky bed. The lurking panther through the canyons roar, Now mark the spot of the silent dead. "I return to earth, its stormy plights, no more." From Mother Earth, a child of nature born Who loved to roam in the charms so wild; From thy beauties taken to thy bosom borne, Hidden forever in thy charms and smiles. The clouds a vale, thy beauties my grave adorns. *The great American poetess who was formerl3' buried hig-h up on the mountains, south of the great Pike's Peak, directly over the great Cheyenne Canyon, among the Rocky Mountains, but has since been removed to the Colorado Springs cemetery. 34 'LIBERTY ENLIGHTENS THE WORLD. God bless our country, and her cause, With liberty her laws. For tyranny shall crumble down And liberty shall wear the crown. Sweet liberty, sweet liberty That leads us on to victory. The lion bound he roars. The eagle freely soars. For what was not, we now have found, In liberty there is no bound. Sweet liberty, sweet liberty That leads us on to victory. UNIVERSAL CALL. We know, before the great and just The mountains and the rivers, That man will rise and sink to dust And things go on as ever. He knows us all, his ways unseen. His call, we must obey. Like reeds are shaken in the wind Or dashed before the spray. Why sorrow in His will supreme Away to distant lands. The morning from our presence here He calls us home again. To live in light, to walk in light, How. beautiful it seems. The closing out of day and night To everlasting dreams. 35 BATTLE OF SHILOH. Hear ye stars of glorious North, In conflict with brothers South. Broke good friendship in their wrath lu crude pride, and legislate. Rights of man, and rights of state When the war cloud bursted forth. And the eagle's wings as broke, Beckoned hades in fire and smoke. When the question of North and South Belched forth at cannon's mouth. Thus the terrible strife began Death and terror now the reign. As great armies did beseige. In defense of liberty's design. And the first great victory won On the field of Shiloh. Hark! the very heavens roar, Storm clouds toss'd lightning blare. Around about them and before, Heroes fell to rise no more. In the struggling miry gore. On the field of Shiloh. Forward! forward! torrid mount! Grant and Sherman to the Front. Johnston, Beauregard, swift and fleet, Passed the Unions in retreat. And as Johnston fell his fate, Gallant Beauregard lost mate. On the field of Shiloh. 36 Flying- bullets, flying shells, Woke the battle din of hell. Yet those heroes did not quell. Rigor was their lines and well, Frayed on the battle skill— The field of Shiloh. O the cold and glittering steel, Such as dying heroes feel. On the hot and gory field, How the very earth shakes. Heavy fire, heavy grape, On the field of Shiloh. Now has turned the battle tide, Feast of gory Nation's pride. Clouds of dust, clouds of smoke, Flashing sabre, lightning stroke, Beauregard's lines are rout and broke. Flying from the field I HOLY CEREMONIES. I stand within the gates of heaven I I hear the wedding march, Of many souls united given They stand within the arch., I hear the words and solemn soundr^, The holy ceremonies. God's blessings and the joy have found. Let angels harmonize. If I am yours and you are mine This I pledge my heart to thine I If I'm untrue in life to you, O God, forbid the stars to shine. 37 And this before the altar fires The twain are made as one. True love throug-h age can never tire Within the holy bond. The holy bond, that bridg-es sin, That binds the hearts of lovers. And this they enter lingering in Forever and forever. OMAHA HIGH SCHOOL. Where proudly sets roamly high on the hill, With the g-rand old Missouri below. As a cockade in the morning- sunlig'htl As in the west with the sky aglow. Here opens the gates of knowledge To the mind and youthful test. At the Omaha Board and College In the portals of the west. CONTEST OF LIFE. The only part of hell to me, are lying fiends in human shape. They crave my worth, they love to see or get me in a mortal scrape. With hellish lear, and fiendish laugh, where patience spent they try me sore. The loving truth they do beguile and try to make my girl a whore. 38 T^hey throw on me their hellish deeds, their foul device and rotten crime. They rip and tear my character, and run me on the guillotine. They steal my treasures dear to be. in foul appoint- ments countermine. And where as ang-els true to me, would love to see an angel shine. And with the riches of the world, their artful creed and magic spells. Deceive and cheat the poor girls and drag them to the leathing hell. All this in true, and more than true, in heaven's sight and mortal sway, And in the pretended good they do, I am sure there's many mourns the way. If I am true in pure glow, vain try to save as saveth thee. But then they work it so, and true, the blame is sure to fall on me. And when I climbed the mountain twain, in sum- mer watched the owl and bat, Or far off in northern pines, killed the bear and timber cat. True now we stand, must deal with them, in truth and modesty if at all. For if in word of life we stand, to strike in violence is to fall. Yet sweet is truth, within us dwell, the broad great world where terrors wake. We feel the foul and magic spells, as stormy winds and waters break. > 39 I raved and watched the morning- star as it glittered in the early dawn, I knew the fortune time not far, this great encoun- ter to be drawn. The keys of heaven were in my hands, the shining- sword of glittering- steel, As Michael did beside me stand, and showed me how that sword to wield, Bright angel he, as me within, ten thousand crowns above me soared, Ten million angels wept in sin; the lightning played; the thunder roared. Set mighty foot upon the sea, set mighty foot upon the land. The sun did rise in morning glee as played the lightning through my hand. Thus Michael stood, 'midst sounding blast. Almighty God I do efface. And voice of angels found at last you soon will see in morning peace. In faith and power your poet true, in ten long years of great contest, Has bound the d 1 in chains slew, now peace to all, and mind shall rest. Strong angel he, bright as the sun, his garments as the crystal snow. So bright the light and race he run, he plunged the word in morning woe. 40 LIEUTENANT W. B. McCLELLAN. Men are born to rise or fall What honor marks their career And God Almighty ruleth all Prom birth to casket bier. And when the storm of life has pas'd We hope, but no one knows. What has become of forms we pres'd Cold lies, beneath the snow. The soul as pure as heaven's sky We count Immortal day. But then the form as clouds fleet by As quickly sure decay. And all that's dear to tie of life, To childhood home so sweet. So very dear thy husband "wife" OI never more to meet. We mourn to heaven lift our eyes, O God thy mission fill The calling- home from earth to sky We know it is thy will. And over the Rocky Mountain main. His footsteps traced Creed* There died— his dear young wife in wane Now mourns in widow weeds. "And O," she said, "I loved him so; Most gallant, brave, and true. But now of him no more will know He's gone to the gates of blue." He passed the din, the terrible war All through the North and South, And now he joins his country's stars. For all of heroes worth. *Small town among- the Rocky Mountains. 41 BRIGHT STAR OF THE MORNING. To love you bing'ht Ideal, the light of the rarest! O! let then our love be that of the purest. To love, and to cherish, the rights of adoring. O live but for me "Bright star of the morning." In the brow the crescents where thy garments are trailing, In the gray dawn of light, in ethereal love. Thou turneth to the doors where my heart lies ailing And Gabriel sounds to the rights of my moves. As oft I have watched through the long hours of twilight. Thy brightness and glory, as thy sisters were straying. A twinkling! twinkling! till the broad hours of day- light: As if angels and babies about thee were playing! And long since the time and the age of thy waking, When life was abounding in lamentable woe ! Thou shone forth thy rays in the hearts of the breaking. And glory was sounded to thy celestial glow. The home ol the soul, the hope of Immortals. The Far! Faraway; beyond the stars overhead, Thou glistens and glows near the sunlight and por- tals, And the heavens declare it is thee I should wed. To love you sweet I'N, the light of the rarest! O! let then our love be that of the purest. To love, and to cherish the rights of adoring; O! live but for me bright star of the morning! 42 CAPITOL SERMONS. SERMON S WRITTEN AND PREPARED TO BE SUB- MITTED TO THE PRINCIPAL AND STUDENTS OP THE UNIVERSITY AT GALESVILLE, WIS., FOR DEBATE, MARCH IST, 1888. "The Messengers of God are sent to the people to call them to a new and shining- light; and to raise the dead." The calling of the Gospel is unto repentance, and the calling of God unto holiness; therefore it is necessary that all should repent and receive the spirit of adoption, for without it all gospel tendency and administration are in vain. Blessed are they who love God, and are beloved for Christ's sake; for to love and be beloved is the kingdom of heaven. For "God is love," and we cannot love one another truly without the spirit of holiness. Therefore all depends on complete re- mission and receiving of the spirit of adoption, therefrom to live as new creatures unto GOD, through the righteousness of his Son. And from the time of conversion, to as many as believe and live in this righteousness free and inde- pendent of their own, shall be saved; for there is no difference between any church or any one, as long this righteousness of Christ, that is the righteous- ness of God performed for us, has dominion; and the whole universal truth and faith is this: There is one God, one Father of all, in whom we all have an equal right through Christ, his righteousness, to serve him with one mind wherein there is no evil difference of any kind; in complete union as one great army before GOD. 43 And to as many as are not completely under the control of the spirit in this righteousness, know Him not. For this righteousness is to free us from our own, that has the bondage of the law, Sin and death, and righteousness of Christ is a righteousness of God performed for us: Wherein we have our freedom and liberty to serve Him only. Our righteousness, the righteousness of man, and the best we can in faith according to knowledge, is vain and mortal; and leads to. the knowledge of our own iniquities, the law Sin and death. While the real faith in the real Christian progress takes affect Makes life and death real, inforces the necessary of Christ His righteousness' overthrows our own, and changes the mortal to the immortal. This takes affect upon all the same though remission, to over- throw the righteousness of man and establish the righteousness of Christ, and of God in us. There is no religion so fair as to" Watch and pray" and no salvation power so great as that of love and truth; truth is one, and entirely free from decep- tion of any kind. The bible is true in all things, according to its respective divisions, and needs no revision. Why would you increase legion? But cor- rect divination, as the chief history of humanity and truthful book the people should live by, as know- ledge, wisdom, and understanding is legion, it bein^ directly contrary to innocence — "It is grievance and vexation of Spirit"(King Solomon). "Thou shall be as gods knowing good and evil" (The Serpent). All without the wings of this holy book is legion, per- versal and destructive— the "Plagues of Egypt." All is heaven above to me, through faith in Christ, his righteousness. 44 All is hell below to me, under the law, by the law, and its knowledge. The flesh is one, and the Spirit one. All are equally condemned to death, under the law, by the law, and its knowledge. All are equally forgiven and justified, through faith in Christ, his righteousness. I have passed through all things, and through the spirit in spiritual experience, and find every- thing vain bufSimple faith" and grace and gift of God. And to pass through the law^ and all things from the time of conversion is to pass before the judgment seat of the Infinite, and to as many as ^re able to pass through this judgment, receive life Eternal, and to as many as are not able, it is their fate to perish. The people should have perfect guide and teachers, under the control of the great Almighty God, knowing and understanding all things as complete universal divines that the soul may be without bond in obedience to the grace and gift of God. There is no faith so perfect, saving, and direct in obedience to God, as living in, and depending en- trely in the righteousness of His Son. In this they are not permitted to turn to the right or left until the whole truth comes, that will make them free and enable them to Immortalize the divine will. The perfect faith taught is either to protect the spirit of holiness or lead unto the same, and all gospel should tend to the resurrection, to increase in spirit to the fulness stature, and measure that was in Christ. For we are designed to rise from this world spiritual bodies, more or less, and as Christ come in the flesh 45 vanquished the same, and gained the victory of death and the grave, so we all more or less, through Him, must gain the victory of death and the grave, to rise in Him. And the difference between the living and the dead is the spiritual and natural sense or life, and the necessary we should rise from this world spirit- nal bodies is (See Page 26) and as corruption is the food of fire, the baptism of fire acts similar upon the temple, the garden of the soul, if we fall under the law, by knowledge of sin we burn, grace being a consuming fire where sin has dominion. And as many as are dead, natural and live after the world, its persuits, enjoyments and pleasures, shall be left to the distruction of the same. It is a temporal hell to as many as are in progress, and an everlasting hell to those who are left behind to •'bury their dead." What we shall be in the life to come we must prepare in the present, we must gain in the faith and not to loose. If you need any evidence why we should not fear God the Creator of all things, I can give you the realities that will make you afraid, and you will see that it is impossible for us to escape Eternal flame without becoming obedient to the realities of the bible that are few, firm, and without altercation, whereby the perishing souls of mortal must submit themselves or perish. And if God permits I will al- so make plain the most important mysteries. I would not live in a mystery, to live in a mystery, for ' 'as many as have the Spirit of the Father, shall know all things, even the Creator — AmenI 46 When the stars shall fall, and the heavens benight; And darkness obscure the face of the sun. And a voice shall be heard with power and might; To say "It is done! It is done!." When God and His angels with destruction appears, And say to the righteous "Come in," When the voice of the arch-angel shall sound on our ears. Oh! what shall become of us then? We miserable mortals of anguish. We miserable mortals of clay. PART II. Lover's Gems Written by E. W. Cavanagh, Deaf Poet. 1889-1895. ^ ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 48 LOVE'S IMMORTAL DREAM. The heart — the soul — may stormy brood, Yet pleasant to the mind. It is so when in gloaming moods, I think of you and thine. It was early in the morning bright. When dark the night had fled. All things are clamoring in delight, And charming mostly said. We in this great adverse below Impressive events keep. The songs of lovers long ago Who now Immortal sleep. Sweet H. M.* She sleeps so cold. As does the humble B— .f While we, their names Immortal roll Over every land and sea. Was it, within some humble cot, Some fairy dell or glen. Or was it in some cherished spot Where love first won its name? Was it, within some shady nook Or dashing in the spray, Or singing in the merry brooks So winding in their way? O. no! I never can forget — As fleet those hours flew. And still I feel thy presence yet Of tresses dark, eyes blue. * Highland Mary. t Bard. Robert Burns. 49 As ages fleet, we all may meet When near those gliding- streams. And sing as well, as stories tell Of Love's Immortal Dream. OCCASIONAL POEMS. How very strange it seems to me, To greet the morning sky! And you as all the world to me Of all my hope that dies. Sometimes I think I am a fool If it is to be wise? And know the sweetest stories told, Are not from books but eyes. O, NO! NO! NO! I cannot stand The sweetness of the face. The gentle forms and tender hands, The loveliness and grace. I hardly think however pure, Or hope you could be mine. I know the danger would injure, The reason of the mind. When last, when last I saw your face, And as you said -'Good Day," Did you know how sad the case? You tore my heart away. How sweet to me to meet again, And tell me that you care. Would free me from a world of pain And lighten all despair. 50 No. life's not worth the while to live To be unworthy and forget. The sweetest gifts that God can give If mind and memory lingers yet. The truth, I only wish you knew, The law my hope that dies. It made me think that all was true But only told me lies. And this I stand so far from you, And life its sweetest claims. And this the wicked fully knew. They bound me with their chains. But O, if I could only hear, In life to act my part. I'd win the sweetest and most dear In truth with all my heart. Dark eye's the mystery of the night, To me sublimely fair! They shine and twinkle in the light Like jewels or the stars. Then if those lines to you are meet To hold them in your hands'? You know my heart is at your feet, To trample or command. But O, it would make my heart to bleed To fall in others hands. And if I make it hard to read, Will you understand'? 51 LOVE AND THE ANGEL. Thy love would make an angel If thou art sweet and true. I'll cherish thee in memory And think the same of you. Thy love would make an ang-el What could I wish for more'? Thus linger, and to dwell with thee Is heaven's open door. The world is stormy, dark and wide, So hard to breast and fight. With thee a darling for a bride Is future fair delight. To rest thy bosom snowy white If thou would 'st in mine. No sweeter armour guards the night, Develops, or intertwines. If soft and gentle is thy face And if modesty to reign. If love and truth thy life and grace God's sweetest design. Thy love would make an angel If thou art sweet and true. I'll cherish thee in memory And live the same for you. ADVICE TO THE BEAUTIFUL. Of yourself think very little, Be unconscious of your beauty. Let no earthly fame or title Win you from your present duty. 52 What if praise of men elates thee? Care thy beauty not for man. Know, the grace of God awaits thee And as ang-els you will stand. SWEET MAID. I love you sweet and g-entle maid, Will you the love fulfill? Though wealth, and beauty grace, may fade^ You will be dearer still. There's some that love like rivers slow, Some like rippling rills. Some like the stormy winds that blow. God blesses love filial. SWEET FRIENDSHIP'S AID— CUPID. When low, and down, outcast I feel, I seek sweet friendship's aid. There is no coat or mail of steel. Will shield me from the maids. The quivering shaft, the cast and glance I'm sure I can't conceal. Yet in herself the circumstance She is the safest shield. 53 AS THE ANGELS ARE, TO ME SO ARE YOU. You are sweeter far to me, Than all the angels are to me, And when the morning star I see,. Then you appear to me. Then if to me, if not to be As the angels are to me? When, the morning star you see Will you remember me? O LET US NOT ABUSE. Hours of darkness, hours of night, May the stars be shining bright. Gospel truth of love and light, O let us not abuse. In dispute of wrong and right. Clouds there be that cloud the sights Still be gentle and polite. O let us not abuse. LOST ONE. Poor little star, so sweet, so dear. Would that I could see you. Tell me, tell me where you are? That I may go to you. Most dear and sweet, of all to meet^ I would you not to sever. Thine eyes so sweet, I long to greet And look in them forever. 54 ADIEU. How strange it seems my hope for one, Once glowing like the rising sun! Now setting in the west far, Or fading like a morning star. United in heart, but yet as two, Most true at last to be untrue. 'Tis thee to part, and I to rue; Farewell to thee. Adieu! Adieu! FRIENDSHIP. A friend sincere 's a friend indeed And a friend for a time. A friend that'll forsake me in my need Is no friend of mine. With throbbing heart and aching brain, The results of uncertainty. Tender friendships warm'st claim, I pledge my heart to thee. INCONSISTENCY. Sin is a fair, a beautiful dream, Wherein the golden glitter gleams! We seize the shining pearls that seems. What do we find? A pierced heart, a wounded mind. The bright, the blushing, blooming rose; In plucking to our pleasure pose. It drooping, dying, sadly close Its bloom, is fled, forever. 55 CHIME THE MERRY X'MAS. Chime the Merry Christmas, Most glorious events of the year Spare not the joyful kisses, Stay not the silent tears. Methink I hear a thousand songs. As if it were angels singing. Cloudburst of melodies long. Ten thousand joys bringing, CHRISTIAN FRIENDS. This mortal life has taught us, In ways all wrong to live. It is our hope that God, through Christ, He may us all forgive. That in our daily journey. The celestial lands we near. Our love, our joy, our hope may be. To meet each other there. UNEVENTFUL MARRIAGES. Morning the time I would my bride engage, And kiss the dewy lips. Night is the time I would wish for the cage. Or walk among the cowslips. The morning of night united: Sweet June, or May. The sweet young lives that are blighted, In the fading away. I'm sure its time for the moon to grin, And "Puck" to chase the elflns. 56 GOD IS LOVE. These glowing* worlds and countless stars above, With beauties of nature, incessant rivers flow. But then we read the impression "God is love," In every form of mortal haunts below. INFINITE RADIANCE. There's countless worlds that bound through end- less space. The terrestial planets, boundless starlit skies. "When time to earth, and mortality shall cease; 'Tis then the souls to glorious INFINITUM rise. GODDESS OF NATURE. The God of Nature, who formed thee, And as the spirit moves. No fairer sight was ever seen! If harmony I love. The sight, and sound, are equally sweet, Beneath thy lingers play; Adoring poets would sing and dream, And see Immortal Da v. OBIT TO SWEET SIXTEEN. O Soul that has fled, to the rays of its brightness. The closing in death, the folding in whiteness. A lily of gloom, to the crape of adorning. A flower in bloom, to the angel of mourninsr. 57 NATURE. Sublime is thy work, O Nature, Thou telleth me this thy tale. While storms are twisting- thy crescents. The sea and the ocean wail. FIDELITY. Will you lead me to think everything- of you? And in the end, Oh! cast me not away. You know my duty is to mourn and love you, That voice of love illumes the way. LOVE. Love's a true winged dove, It flies where it is knowing. Hallowed from above. From heavenwards flowing. MODESTY. We owe all thing to Him above. As modesty the posy. Bring me a token of thy love. An evergreen or rosey? HOPE. It is I love; it is as ever. That my heart it longs for thee. Songs of angels flow forever: Gently whispering silently. 58 INTENSITY. Will you accept this little pose, Of sweet and weary pain? Eyes of love may never close, But watch for thee ag-ain. DEAR LITTLE FRIEND. Can you be my little friend? As the sweetest of God-sends. That your heart may ring with mine. Then for me the sun will shine. BE NOT UNTRUE. Be not untrue; 'Tis God, who loved and made you, He made the adornments of the skies. He wakes the glory of thine eyes. REMEMBER ME. When cross'd in life's stormy sea, And setting is the golden sun. Will you, will you, remember me; Remember me when I am o;"one. 59 CAN THOU BE MOVED? Thus we met, and we loved; Can I forget, can thou be moved? Tell me love, tell me dearest? All to me in life the fairest. TRUE FOR ALL. As true for all, I'm true to none, Every day, and every one. When thoughts impure, to demure I look to heaven and endure. GENTLY. I love the accents dear, Of gentle womankind. How many that I would prefer. Would they all were mine. FALSE FRIENDSHIP. I oft have trusted friendship dear. In friendship but deceit; Until all kindness seems a snare To trap my weary feet. 6o THINK WELL OF ME. To me this life's a stormy I stormy sea! Of me I hope you will think well. For here is all adversity, And our destiny heaven or hell. SPHINX. Was in the crescent age of time, So many years ago. When men engraved their image and wrote Of things they did not know. THE POET. His eyes are arches of heaven, His pen to fame aspires. His thoughts are like the lightning flies, His mane as lucifer. TREACHERY. Liove is a treacherous play to me, I fear it as a tragic death. Yet wounds it all the deeper me; With clouded mind, and heart's unrest. I'm always, always, true to thee. But then 'tis jilay'd to my death. 6i PEERLESS ONE. Let naught tarnish the thought so sweet The day I met the peerless one. Still lingers the impression meet, And just before the set of sun. Of that sweet hour, O, let me think, And nev'r a time to depart: Thy cup of virtue, let me drink. Thy voice of pleasure, well of heart. I saw the paleness of thy face, I saw the sadness of thine eyes, I saw the heart rung tale — the case; Wrapped in thy grevious obsequies. Could T but ease thy weary pain, Could I but fill thy life with joy. Would bring me back to youth again, Relieve a heart that love decoys. LOVE'S TREACHEROUS PLAY. O, what is that, the tense of life that lires? Where heart, to heart, loving truth aspires; Without alternate, to change a poet's ire: O woman sweet, art thou an angel or snare? Or art thou cruel mire? Yet sweetly she reigns, the bleeding heart to tear, Midst whirling sense of wrong, and burning tears. Sweetly, and graceful — sublimely fair! And yet so unprincipled when moved to compare; Would leave no point for me but d and swear. 62 Of what inferior motive to emplace? To mark the changing joy, or anguish of thy brow. O, what amounts to me the kindest grace'? Such as my mourning, or my glory now? So fair thy beauty, and thy lovely eyes. My whole enraptur'd grace — so fair a sight! Would know no heaven sweeter in the skies; Than look within thy face a single night. FAREWELL. My soul was stirred as the deep, My heart it stormed as the sea: And now when dashed against the roek« Will any sigh for me? When lonely, and in far off lands; Upon the seas may die. You know me not through here I stand, And bid you all "Good Bye!" WHAT I THINK OF MY DEAREST. Are you willing in thy beauty In my heart I long for thee. Will you give ten thousand kisses, In the sweetest memory? I am lonely, not elated. In the truest love divine. In the purest love of woman. How I would that you were mine. 63 DISCUSSION. Well, love dear, tell me intentions? There are some thing's that need mending. There are some bows that need bending-. When Cupid's arrows are pending-. There are some mysteries worth finding-, There are some ties worth binding, There are some things worth minding, As clocks and watches need winding. LISTEN, LOVE. Tell me how that I can please you, Listen, love, thy voice impart. How to care, how to ease you, All my soul, all my heart. As the silent river flowing. Sunlight glistening, starlight gleams; So there is a love unknowing- Deep within Immortal dreams. In thy beauty, and agreement, In the glory grace divine I Suffer me, those words endearment. Tell me, will you not be mine? In this life as I please you. Of my duty, and my part. How to care, how to ease you. All my soul, all my heart. 64 SUICIDE AND DEATH OF A YOUNG LADY AT LEADVILLE, COLO. To her has ceased murmurings. No more for her the birds will sing-; Sweet lisping songs of coming spring, O, tie of life, Oh! "Death its sting." A world of vice drowned in woe — So loath the sense to listening ears. Foul the husband, pure the glow. To all that mutul love endears. Blighted; No more of death it fears. Sweet friends, and far from mountains wild. So lone in beauties silent chains; Hear thou the languish of the childV For which the bosom fondly strains. No more thine arms shall claim. O. Death I thou cannot be a sin — This form of life to languish in. Sweet mission come, and free the bride From this the mortal dragon tied. She turned her head and died. * This young- lady was of beautiful character, hig-hly es- teemed in the locality in which she lived. The deed was done in despair of being- tied to a brutal husband, who beat her for her small earnings to spend in his drunken fits. Her rela- tives lived in Scotland 65 DYING FRIENDS. Farewell, dear friends, are you going? To the far off worlds unknowing. Where rivers of life cease flowing. And the soul to its celestial glowing. And all that is dear is clouded in gloom; And all that is darkly is left to its own. O dawn of that morning, and beautiful land. As far from us herein the heavens bright. We mark with sorrow the taking in hand; And nearer, and dearer, the gates of light. From all that is mortal the soul has flown; From earth to the lights of a celestial throne. O shadows of death, and darkness implore; O light of thy form is with us no more. O brightness of morning and life evermore, O numbers, and numbers, have gone before. No more of earth, no more of thee know; Farewell to all mortal, the bidding adieu. NOTICE. The writer's experience consists and proves that of Michael's contest with Satan in his greatest power. According to the word in Revelations "He that overcomes all things, to him shall I give the 66 bright and morning- star." And no one can over- come all things without meeting them; to this is given my credit in actual experience, and open con- flict: I do and conquer. They are all inward ex- periments, but so plainly marked that others have superseded themselves. The writer has had little rest to perfect his works until he came to the beau- tiful city of Omaha,* where "Law is equality, and equality is law." CAPITOL OF KANSAS. What makes the difference where I go. What makes the difference where I stay, Over the rail from Oswego. From Osage City. To Alma I Rambling so drearly. From the Capitol, the starry dome, The terrace blue and flags to fall. To Leavenworth, the soldiers home; A little flag more dear than all. Rose high up love, truth, etc. This little flag, I watched so anxiously, As it rose high up while others fell. And love and truth, stood before Eternity! Proclaming the sorroundings— a lying hell. Speed I Speed I sweet message if just and true. But now so far. and out of sight. Wave forever. Kiss the heavens blue. As a star that shines in the darkest night. It is a dandy city as crowds upon the main. It is a rolling" city, as it is a rolling- plain. 67 Dear little flag, thy fall, my hopes to close, Or lang-uish in a lovely charm I cannot ask except in sweetest poses, Before many a day why should ang-els mourn. My hope in God, "The bright and morning star." In losing thee, to lose a fairest aid. In love a principal of Eternal war. A priceless boon, as would be lowly laid. Fair Queen! did I see thy face, thy lovely form. And not the soul, the deep, and inward heart. Live I this, enslaving in thy charms; In hope and fear to know thee as thou art. The object of man's hope so bright and glowing, To image all of angel in woman kind. Would find me here, my fate still quite unknow- ing. In EUisworth — ^and — Saline I COLORADO SPRINGS, COLORADO. BRIDAL RETREAT OF THE WEST. Thou fair a flower as blooms in western wilds, Unfold to all, summer, seasons springs, Adorned to charm, in Nature's sweetest smiles, And tuned to the harp of the poet's loved strains. She has not paved streets; but, broad as shaded bowers. Her parks are beautiful where we all love to meet, Where speeds Cupid's darts on golden winged hours, And love watches silently at her gates. 68 And great as earth's sentinel stands the snow white head.* Snow crowned, over plain, and around his clus- tered sides The stars! the faithful watches of the silent dead. When night closes around and decks her as his bride. Her churches are fair, where wondrous works are growing-. Gushing fountains, sweet emblems of love and truth, Year in and year out, springs new jow overflowing;. And the town bells toll through age and youth. Her mountains re-echo ten thousand musical sounds,. As shadows flit by on mystic angel wings, Gives forth to all joy, sorrow, profound. Sweet bella, fair city, Colorado Springs. WOMAN. Woman is the half of man. The Savior of the whole. Christ, the Savior of us all, The Savior of the soul. Sanctified as perfect whole, One in heart and mind. Thus while mortal ages roll. There's two of every kind. * * * * Forbid me not, forbid me of her. Take me from her love, O never. As I love you, love I ever. Life in death is not forever. * Pike's Peak. 69 TRIBUTE TO THE LADIES, When loud and long- the heavens ranol- The descending- star from worlds above. And deep within the soul-heart sang. God's gift to man as this I love. Woman, holy, sweet and pure, Shall we— through mortal age endure? MY MORNING STAR. O what a bright sunrise for me. My morning star rise over moon I It glows and shines upon the sea. O, may I live to claim my own. Thy beauty wakes my soul within, Sweet vision of the starry skies. Sweet love of God and gift to man, Oh! may I shine within thine eyes. As flowers bloom all over the earth To speak of true humanity. Of every soul of living worth, Of beauty, love, and modesty. Could I but drink thy beauty up. Enjoy sweet life as all for thee. Twould sweeten every bitter cup. And chase all misery and cares away 70 PIKE'S PEAK SUMMITS AND GARDEN OF THE GODS. Alone those awful heights I did ascend I With no one I know, but God my living friend, With hope my footstep gear, and armour bright. And Christ my only guide, my only light. High up, those rocky castles, capped white in snow. The clouds far out upon the plains, are like clouds blow. Magnificent, how grand the view; the summit scenes sublime I Contending with the elements through ages and all time. * 'GARDEN OF THE GODS." the evidence of Al- mighty power, Path of the world, and enchanting lovers" bower. ■"Cave of the winds"" where the gem and glitter glow. Flocks and the mountains, where the titanic forces show. Where rocky I rocky crags meet I The roaring tor- rents flow, through the canyons ring so sweet. Where Nature, gorgeous in her charms. The gen- ius of mortal men. Have bound the lightning of the clouds I To tower them thence again. Rocks and the mountains, mineral fountains, place where from ages the natural waters flow. ****** ^ 71 Those who climb and reach the topmost summit, Of life its bond, and minds unbounded limit. To find at last, to stand on solid g-round. So thus the truth, to all the world will sound. If well you mean, so real a fame support, Of this my manuscript. What's the retort"? If all is well to the Eternal ^ain. Rob me not. Oh I say "tis not in vain. MY HEART EXISTETH FOR THEE. Most dearest and sweetest, Of all that is neatest. The love that is fleetest. Should bring- me to thee. Like the wind where it listeth, It listeth, it twisteth. My heart that existeth. Forever for thee. The mountains may bind us, In fear, may bind us. May arms intertwine us. From death's agony. The love that was glowing-. Like a storm frowning-, To the quiets unknowing-. Is paining for thee. 72 Most dearest and sweetest, Of all that is neatest. The love that is fleetest, Should bring me to thee. Like the wind where it listeth^ It listeth, it twisteth. My heart that existeth. Forever for thee. LONELY. I am lonely, I am gloomy, I am weary of my life. I have loved all that's comely. Eternal life to strive. I have thought of home beyond me, I have thought of home above. I've forsaken all behind me. To live a life to love. Come life, come never, come whatever, I'm in search of endless day. 'Tis forever, and forever. If light shines on the way. DEAR LITTLE MISS. No. 1. Dear little Miss, I cannot rest. Since I saw you last. To do mv best. 73 The stars they speak to me That you are true. My feelings are as deep for thee As the heavens bhie. Dear little Miss, I cannot rest. Since I saw you last, To do my best. When affections are real And they are broken, There is no remedy to heal The emotions. Dear little Miss, I cannot rest. Since I saw you last, To do my best. DEAR LITTLE MISS. No. 2. Dear little Miss, to find you this, In birds nest, far! far, west. Where grand old mountain range, On the border of the plains, Wist! Wist! Now sadly I return, In the waking of the morn, In the brightness of thy charm. Tell me this? Thy sweet young life of contentment mar, I would not do most fearest. As sweet to me as angels are. I really love you, dearest. 74 FAY WIEBLE. No. 3. Poor little Fay has come again, When she has been so long- away. My heart was filled with g-rief and pain For fear she would not come again. She is a comic little maid, With fair blue eyes and pleasant face. And when she respondeth to my aid, Sometimes with pleasing- air and grace. Her voice is sweeter than the birds, Her countenance good to look within. My pleading rhymes has she heard? O, may she keep from guile and sin. And when the summer brooklets flow, And May is carpeted with flowers — we! Or in the soft .Tune evening's glow, O, will she kindly think of me? DEAR LITTLE MISS. No. 4. If I in my lonely hours would wake And when her grace was near. Her kindly eyes would look in mine And stay the agonizing tear. If but her hand would rest in mine, That nothing could sever. And nothing lure her from my side, O, never, never, never. 75 And such a one I'd long- to find^ And search the world over. If she did let me call her mine, Before I'm old as G rover. And every hour devote to please And bid the knaves begone. And if she would just care for me, She did make the poet strong. SHE SAYS SHE'S LITTLE. No. 5. And now I am sinking like lead on the sea, My girl says she's little and can't marry me. She says that she's young, and that I'm old, And this is the reason her shoulder is cold. Ha! me; it is true, I am thirty and two; A young man is thirty and five will he do"? And forty, 'tis said, is the prime of mankind. I am sure I am sorry she cannot be mine. SHE COMES NOT. No. 6. Where is the fair, the just, and gentle maiden With whom I am to trust, to care if laden? She comes to me, so soft, so sweet, I know to love and cherish. And if my fate, I dare to meet, O then should I per- ish? She's adorned to the morning, but clothed in night. To me there's hope and warning, which way is bright'? 76 CRUEL AND FALSE. No. 7. If I only knew thou were not cruel and false, And swift to send the dagger to my heart. I might excuse thee, "lovely fair,'' with all thy faults. And haste to dwell with thee in holy mart. Just as the golden leaf gives place to youthful prime. If thus to stroll where lovely waters flow. What graces the solitary steps of mortal time, Am I true sweets with thee to never know? O WHERE'S THE HEART THAT BEATS FOR ME. No. 8. O. Where's the heart that beats for me? If I could only find her. I did search the world and seas over: Within my arms bind her. O, I would fold her to my breast, And never let her go. Until w^e all succumb at last To mortal needs below. If courage she would have a little. Just a little honor bold. And a little fundamental Within her daintv folds. 77 LOVERS' WALK. Away and slow, we will go, Where the shady waters flow. Where the weeping willows grow. Who knows a spot more dear and sweet, As that where faithful waters meet? LOVELY WOMAN. Most indispensable gift to man, O, lovely woman, sweet and fair! I feel it in the rushing winds, And see it in the triple star. And as you see the heavens blue, And as you see the bright sun rise. Fair ladies, to be mourned you. As angels fallen from the skies. HOLD THE FORT. We must always look above us, We must always trust in Him. For we know because He loved us, He has saved us from our sins. In the joy and great commission. In the holy transport. We must always seek remission. And together "Hold the Fort." 78 PRESIDENT HARRISON'S VISIT TO COLO- RADO SPRINGS, 1891. The banners rose high to hail the Nation's Chief, The town was decked in color bright. A laurel wreath for his stay so brief, All hearts were gladdened and made light. The budding spring, the blooming May, The steady tramp of the G. A. R. Music was sounding to haste awaj-. And the streets were lighted with many a star. TWO LITTLE GIRLS. Two little girls, just nine and ten, So far away am with you here. And I, a poet that sings to man, ^ Does give those lines— a father dear. Does send pearls, his little buds. May twine their arms — their mamma's care, And grow up in all good to God. This is the wish of your father dear. And I, a poet that sings to man, Does feel as one for all below. LOVE SONG. No. 9. Go sweet winds and be thou over. Take the secret to my love. Over the fields of blooming clover, Where you see the maple grove. 79 Tell her of her lover's g-loaming-, Of his heart in ag^ony. Watches for the star of morning". Hoping for the break of day. How I think of her and only, While the May cock's voice I hear Longing in this life so lonely. Browsing herds are lowering near, Go sweet winds and be thou over. Take the secret to my love. Over the fields of blooming clover. Where you see the maple grove. FOR THE STAGE. O, will you save me from this wretched state"? O, will you save me from the pending fate"? I have no one to love and call my own, No one to love me for myself alone. Sweetest, fairest of all earthly beings. Sweetest, fairest of the queens. Shall I write — shall I entreat in vain":" Or shall I send a bullet through my brain":" Faithful, good, and true you may be, The world will take a different view of me. What are your thoughts of me"? Are they good, or ill"? What I write, I mean and feel it still. That as a great broom the hurricanes — they sweep the earth. The storms march over the plains, and take man for what he's worth. 8o MY MISSION. The legion of the world— they come to me. Arrayed in battle form. They did my soul assault, As hail before a storm. They made me quake, they made me groan, I did them all defy. I stood upon a rock, a stone, And said I would not die. For I was clad in armour bright, And soon I made them feel, Though they were clad in iron. That I was clad in steel. And now upon this rock I stand, Eternity to efface. To wield the sword at His command, And save the fallen race. I passed in the great sphere The deep, my words are few. And now I'm here to conquer. Or bid the world adieu I THE EFFORTS OF MAN VAIN. He who lives to die at leisure. Hath discovered earth's greatest treasure. He who lives Eternal life to gain. Toils while here through hellish pain. And when at last the truth has found. His joy is more than kingly crowns. But truth with man indeed is vain, His toils and cares will not him bring. The coveted goal of his desire, But sink him deeper in the mire. Until the last strain in his mortal form, Is consumed, drained, and outworn. And more; he who seeks to please, his life's de- manded, And he who seeks to recompense is damned. For vain, O vain is mortal power. As we are consumed in our best endeavor. But he who believes and freely takes The foundation already given. And doubted not the king will wake, And show him the gates of heaven. ^«- * * * * What way they take the broken heart to heal, 'Tis in the truth we know that life is real. To live, to speak, as angels act and feel. Will quickly decide the fate of woe, or weel. IN HARMONY WITH NATURE. I love the pure and bright blue sky, I love the orbits ride on high. I love the canopy — the twinkling stars, I love the red planet Mars. I love the sun, its golden beam, I love the moon and silver streams. I love the daytimes perfect light, I love the darkness of the night. I love all Nature's mode adorning, I love the glory of the morning. I love to see the clouds unfold. At sunset eve, a sky of gold I 82 DUBUQUE, IOWA. The storm adversary of sin May drive me far and wide, I wander from my home and friends Upon the storm toss'd tide. In hope sweet life, sweet liberty. O, earth so fair, and sky so blue. Upon the brink of Eternity! I g-reet the city of Dubuque. City, beautiful, bright and fair I With many a blooming- bowers. Stands out to bold relief — and far The bulwarks and towers. Through the streets the busy tide Of humanity ebb and flow, Tells me of Pompeii, and of pride Of years long ago. And glittering in the golden sun The church and steeples high. Speak of thy loved and holy ones And guide them to the sky. And upwards from thy bosom swell O, City grow forever. By thy rocks and mountain dells And ever flowins" river. 83 WOMAN'S LOVE. Woman's love would, be, O, so sweet to me, And her care, As the dew drops of morning- on the wild rose. If she is fair. waking- hours of darkest night, Unthinkingly to sever. Unkindly and impolite, The anguish is forever. And do they know what to be mute'? And basely to say it. Imperfectly and in commute To work it as they may it. 1 look for truth, in bloom of youth As wakes Eternal fire, But then as hornets sting — the truth Is but a gang- of liars. 'Tis g-ood to know good when you see it, Speak truly when you g-o to it. However it may be, and if to me. It shall be as you say it. LITTLE ROOM. This is a nice little room to sleep in. There is no use in weeping, With not a many a thing a creeping. Welcome is the sweeping. The poet who dreams of welcome slumber. Of mystical bowers and number. This room is clean, and twenty-nine, Yes, twenty-nine is number mine. 84 The soul upon a bed so white shall lie. O, aching- heart, O, weary feet. Dispels the hours of agony, Of passing hours and moments fleet. And when the day is nobly done, As angels hove their watching keep, The sting of death and victory won, O, let me sleep. O, let me sleep. HAPPY NEW YEAR. Happy New Year. How sweet the sound, how dear, Rings out on the morning air! Solemn and profound. Happy New Year. With every sun and winter snow, And so it follows on. The events still to come and go. Of events dead and gone. Happy New Year. CHRISTMAS MORN. Colorado Springs, 1891. How are you all now this bright Christmas morn? To dawn in its beautiful stillness. As ring the sweet bells since the late passing storm.^ Well wishes in star flitter chillness. 85 ADIEU OLD YEAR.— 1891. Adieu Old Year of 1891. Welcome New Year 1892. As time and chronical ages run, We greet you now in nothing new. To thee Eternal Adieu. MODERN DANIEL. (Address to the People and City of St. Louis, or Seventh Angel.) Now here I am, I doubting stand I care not where I go. I am to you as you command And vain the worlds below. I live a life of destiny A sea of living moans. Until we mount Eternity I will to God alone. As Daniel in the lions den The same this day I feel. The star, the souls of valient men Defend with sword and steel. You know I cannot please you all A crucify to whiles. I fain would drink the bitter gall In love, and with smiles. When Christ was with us here below He suffered all the same. And I to all my friends or foes Would bless in his name. 86 Then who would this my part take The part have in him? Eternal life and death at stake O, God, forbid this sin. And now I pray you let me go And go where I may, For I his vessel passed through Fell in a trance one day. I saw Him whom all men have sought I stood before His face. I saw the dragon Michael fought That cursed all our race. I saw the Christ of heavenly fame Who suffered here below. The Savior Lord of all mankind The angel sounding w^oe. I saw the shining City bright Jerusalem descend. With angels singing day and night For this near the end. And great was war upon the earth Of i3rincipal and power. Destroy the Christs of second births* That shine before the hour. And then the scroll had passed away All things in heavenly light. And loud the sang and harmony Of angels clothed in white. *P'alse Christs. «7 *WHITE HORSE. Now hear the voice within the clouds Upon the waters tremble. To all the lowly, and the proud And all who may assemble. He knows the beginning- and the end And He who says '"lam" Says to the Nations mighty men I soon will all command. The sun will no more shed his light Midst battlement and thunder. The stars shall fade in endless night The moon fall asunder. When near this great, and dreadful day The terror of the Lord. The truth will mount Eternity Hail flame and sword. For soon the trumpet seventh sounds The world to judgment come. All crowns and kingdom crumble down And all called in one. This one was born in warm times Now him you do not know. How man have sought in every clime Shall blood in rivers flow. Yet dear, His love in all combines This great and grand display. That now in all its glory shines Shall quickly fade away. 88 For who can say 'tis not in vain Here temporarily to sever? But when, but when we meet again O may it be forever. *Written while the St. Louis Exposition was in session. Oct. 6th 1890. DEAR OLD YEAR OF 1890. The dear Old Year, It dying- closes; A bright New Year In happy poses. PATIENCE. What we may think, with roses on a bier! How we may feel, when we have more to care! Just what we do, it does not now appear! What we may rue. in many an after year! LOVE. Love's a true winged dove. It flies where it is knowing. Hallowed from above, From heavenwards flowing. 89 SERMONS TO CONVERTED. I Call, I Call You in the Name of the Lord Jesus, to Repentance and Remission; AND that You "Keep the Gift Blameless." I would prefer the remission and admission of all or else to die in the grace, love, and gift of God. When you feel yourself in the presence of the Im- mortal witnesses for life, or for death, for better, or for worse. How awful it is to feel that you have no present follower that understands and feels the presence of God's Almighty hand that compels our love and direct union for the sake of all and salva- tion. Those who experience the realities of these de- grees magnifies the awful truth, and none can sup- port them but God, and there is no Savior or medi- ator but Christ. It is the reality that develops to sublimity and danger, death, and destruction that magnifies and enforces the necessary of Christ, Hi& righteousness and the highmindedness of the w^orld and morality that makes us ashamed of true Chris- tianity, the sweetness of the Gospel, and tender words of consolation that springs from the fountain of love and Immortality; the languishing of the Im- mortal through the baptism of fire, for the sake of all and the ungodly. As true followers of Christ we are debtors to suflfer, to endure from the time of conversion through His strength the anguishing and suffering He Himself went through, until the whole truth comes that will make us free; and that is the clear field of destiny where all things are made plain. Are you sure that you love God with all your hearts, and are you extremely dear to each other in your love? 90 Have you the full assurance of life Eternal through Christ? Do you feel in the presence of the Immortal witnesses that you are bound for heaven and the Immortal lands? Without those assurances we cannot enter there, for what excuse have we for not having them? The providence of God makes all allowance for us, and the combination in the full sense and devel- opment of the holy ghost is the kingdom of heaven. The mortifying of sin unto death ought to free us from mortality, all knowledge of sin by the law, that we may develop through Christ, to new and glorious beings, in the perfect knowledge of our vSavior: His love in submission to the will of God. Therefore I instruct you to separate yourselves from all evil and worldly glory, and take no thought or care of how we shall get along as it is God's providence: and we live entirely unto God through the spirit. "As the wind bloweth, and thou hearest the sound; but canst not tell whither it listeth: so is everyone that is born of the spirit." Thus we worship Him in reality and in truth. Then let us subsist in the spirit, to live and walk in the light of God, for indeed there is nothing to be desired in this world, no wealth, gain or glory of the world that will not be charged to our accounts; and make the journey more grievous, tiresome, and perhaps darken our hearts entirely. It is quite necessary that we should "forsake all things,'' for not till then will their evil effect be fully manifested. What more should we desire than the pure and holy love of God and each other 91 in fulness of spirit? For combined therein is al. salvation, and love and truth is the sweetest and greatest of all salvation power. LOVE AND TRUTH. In love Christ died for us, and endured the abuse and humility that we might be free and have promise, and in truth know the will of the Father to perfect submission. Now what I write here is a testimony, a testi- mony to the converted for the protection of the ghost, and prove the necessity of the Gospel. As we cannot always abide in this present life of hap- piness or misery, and "without holiness no man shall see the Lord," and if the gospel was not the calling to holiness it would not be necessary: and we should live and walk in holiness, and always be ready to pass from this life to the world to come. Therefore let us deny ourselves entirely that we may know the will of the Father, and to be led of the spirit to do in love what otherwise would be a grievous burden or bondage. If we are not sub- missive to the will of God through Christ, it is hardly possible we can be saved. For the changing from the mortal to the Immortal sense is requested. From the old to the new and beautiful life that is in Christ. To be born again (See page 16), and this cannot be except through the effectual workings and operations of God and the spirit, and it is quite necessary that we render our mortal bodies a living crucifixion, holy and acceptable to its Creator, that whatever righteousness there is it may be of God. And God requests nothing of us but that we 92 are entirely submissive to His will through the grace of His beloved Son. And a pure and holy love is the fulfillment of all commandments and re- quirements of God. When Christ says we must forsake all things and follow Him, He means it. And when He says, "First obtain the kingdom of heaven, and all those things shall be added unto you," He means it. And when those things which are most simple are fol- lowed, then the necessary will be made plain. The kingdom of heaven is found here "within us" in our love for each other, to love and be be- loved, rejoicing together in the Holy Ghost, and exclusion from this blest and the love of God, is perdition. And if we live here as extremely dear to each other so when we die we shall not be separated from each other, but shall cross and join each other in the land that is forever, and ever; where Christ is and is our King. A happiness that only true Christians are aware of and need not be mentioned here but experienced. The simple words of truth and love aught to always prevail against the art and intellect of the day, (I mean scientific reason) for certain reasons, as the universal creed and position of the world, in every man for himself, makes our existence an un- bearable hell of adversity. So the most beneficial part of life to peace and happiness is charity, patience and self-denial. Christ being the Savior of the world, so we all must ascend to the Father through Him, to abode while on earth as one body, one mind, and one spirit. But as the religious decrees are taught, all orders and great denominations are becoming too wise and self confidental to be good examples. 93 And the principles of self -desire, avarice, ambition, and impeachment, too strong to live by the simple word of grace and modesty and the dissemination of wealth and gain in difhdence of ability to conquer in immortal victory compelling many to become universalists, that is not an approved situation of humanity before God, as a direct turn and submis- sion to Christ is necessary, as a one Eternal combin- ation from the beginning to the end. As one chosen of God to become a true Divine Philosopher, to prove the affectual realities and decrees of the Bible that are without alteration in action upon the temple for salvation or destruction. If we all understand rightly together, the true de- crees and intent of the bible, it will act and pre- pare us all for Christ's second coming and decent of New Jerusalem. This is the design and purpose of our Heavenly Father. And as Christ knew the will of the Father, so do I know it in the present. And for the reason that "all things shall be found out in the last days,'" I am with you all an avenging angel of love and truth, and to make plain the design of God as well as under very heavy and extraordinary power I carry the mission of love and truth to all in modesty and without words or assumption. One who knows the mystery of heaven and hell temporal and eternal, and have experienced the realities of each with an unquenchable fortitude and courage long enough to explain them fully, that will be seen in many parts of this little book. x\ll professional Christianity is in vain, as it is the reality that develops to sublimity, and we are debtors to save each other for Christ's sake, and the real faith is either to protect the spirit of holi- 94 ness, or to lead unto the same and all gospel should tend to the resurrection, to increase in spirit, to the fullness, stature, and measure that was in Christ. This is the quickening- from the dead, as Christ spoke concerning Himself. That if He (Christ) arose from the dead, He would draw all men unto him, "Meaning that we all shall ascend to the Father through Him and the necessity of the gospel is made very plain here. If we do not rise from this world spiritual bodies, we cannot escajDC Eternal flame, (See Page 54) and our resurrection shall be according to the power, measure of the ghost through the beloved Son of God, whose necessity is not made plain imtil our own righteousness is entirely destroyed. And as I have said, all things would be found out in the last days and it is the decree of Christ to save sinners. I have passed through all things according to mind and thought and spiritual exper- ience, things universal and adversal, things past and things to come. The realities of life and death, temporal and eternal. I have passed through the deep, through flame and through fire. And have stood before the judgment seat of the Almighty God. And though I have done those things, and the spiritual gift given to me accord- ing to the Father's everlasting will. Yet Christ was ever before me to Judge me in the Divine sense. I have experienced the power of Noah, Moses, and Daniel, in the second decree. {See Page 23, and 13). Christ's coming is to destroy the knowledge and power of sin which is by the law, and to free us from self-righteousness which is very strong be- cause of our natural morality, wherein is all danger and mangulation. (And to make us all equal with 95 Him in spirit as "Joint heirs" in which we are not judged after the world a great error — but in ■Christ). These are real religious sentiments and facts, and in them according to the power of God and the ghost, we experience the same realities and decrees of Christ, and the Apostles as of old as true fol- lowers of Christ. "All His waves go over me" Like thousand murmers of the sea. This is one of the most beautiful sermons ever issued from the pen of mortal, written by me in Wisconsin, in 1887. Typewritten by parties in Chicago, in 1889. Who thought it so beautiful, I was not doubted by those who read it to be Christ ■come again. It is an honor I dare not own But still I am of Him to come. Alone! Alone I if all alone With Christ my kingdom, and my home. O may heavens protect me from a form of prov- idence wherein angels of hell could not be more •effective to the destruction of a faithful servant of ■God. The real author of these sermons and every line of this little book not under quotation, marks the imperfect interest of scientific professionals who make it a particular profession to wrangle •over everything issued from my pen, that results due the author may not fall due to him, and in which I have no knowledge of except what I can feel and see from the general actions of the people towards me, indicate beyond doubt that all I imagine is true. This alone has the terrible effect in advantage of my deafness makes it necessary for me to give 96 the names of all who are witnesses and believe me to be the real author of everything I claim. I have the names of the state officers of Colorado, and of the state department of Colorado at the World's. Fair. Simply will add the names of those who are witnesses, and the printers. We are witnesses of Mr. Edmund "W. Cavan- ag-h's, D. P., ability as a literary gentleman, and author of all he claims. M. W. Riley, Chicago. Ernest E. Whitney, local poet of Colorado Springs. Ira A. Sprague, Mayor of Colorado Springs. Attorney Hemenway. C. H. Chamberlin. Colorado Chieftain: Will DeLong, Editor; G. H. Porter; Grace Hodge. OMAHA WITNESSES. G. H. Anglin, of Western Literary Association. W. A. Hixenbaugh, Western Publishing Co. Certificate from Librarian of Congress. E. W. Cavanagh, D. p. 97 THE STAR OF LINCOLN. A SHORT ARTICLE OF NATIONAL PHILOSOPHY, BY E. W. CAVANAGH, D. P. War could not be called anything else but a national blunder to the broad, clear intellect of the day and statesman, only the gratification of national pride and ambition, yet if war should hap- pen, in the predestination of our modern times, it would be an awful conflict in which rivers of blood would flow, if indeed the "Moon was not changed"' with the present instruments of warfare the present geniuses of our times could invent, or produce, would bring the greatest war that ever effaced Eternity to a complete termination within six months. It is sad to think that so brilliant men as the south owned with those who stood in opposition to the liberty of the U. S. should make their blunder so plain, to mention slavery contrary to the golden statue of Liberty and right before God, and thus plunge the infant states into war and bloodshed which cost so many brilliant lives, and which it will take many of years of tax and hard labor to re- cover. Indeed, so great has been the cost and de- struction that it would cover all the expenses of the poor of America, to keep them in comfortable cir- cumstances for many years to come. Great men evidently make great blunders. While slavery reigned, it could not be called a land of liberty, and while state held a separate right independent of the national control it could not be called a Nation- al Union. This shows up the cause of Lincoln. No star could crown a head with g-reater luster and 98 sense of right than that of Lincoln, who made this particular sentence his point of reason: "A house di- vided against itself cannot stand," making- this one cause the only one whereby the National Union could be preserved. Let this be a warning to all great statesmen hereafter. A lady once said to me that she thought "'Washington the Father of his country and Lincoln the Savior," a beautiful oracle of national history, and w^ar could not be justified under any other principle than the perseverence of liberty, the design of Christ, by any reasonable leg- islature of nations, because war can be easily avoid- ed by wise and general legislature, as there is nO' point that reason cannot reach in the present scien- tific day, only very particular men are needed as our statesmen to avoid all causes for war. The law says. ''An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.' While the liberty of Christ says, Love, Brother- hood, and Union, wath Liberty, the seal and helmet of the United States. Yet those experienced in the breaking of in- temperate habits w^ill find them as mighty and powerful as the chains of slavery, in which cost so many lives and expense to the nation. Those who permit the reign of intemperate habits cannot be called loyal subjects to a country of this design, the land of liberty, with its beautiful standard of stars and stripes, the only cause for w^ar now^ and forever worthy the great mortality that will result if war should happen, and there is no cause for war that war will not drown in a ten-fold greater calamity. Now this war did not only plunge the nation into great loss and debt, but it cost the life of one of the nation's greatest and most loved statesmen, great, noble and kind-hearted, and one who strictly 99 adhered to truth. I wish to say right here that truth is the only thing under heavens whereby jus- tice can be had and rendered. It is tlie golden standard of man and youth, and the magnet of civ- ilized power. We all loved Lincoln because of his truth, simplicity and humanity, wherein he magni- fied his office to perfection, and hated his slayer, which forever will be a blot on the theatrical pro- fession, from which it can never recover. Wash- ington and Columbus are other model minds — Who rose like the sun. through age and time so fleet Over the broad lands where mighty nations meet: Crowned by every land and laurel sweet, Then set themselves down in mighty nations' seats. First President of the United States was born Feb. 22, 1732. Died Dec. 14, 1799, Mt. Vernon. The sixteenth President of the United States was born Feb. 12, 1809. Died April 15, 1865, Wash- ington, D. C. LEGAL NOTICE. I vv^ish to state that I am the real author of this little book I am selling. My name is Edmund W. Cavanagh, Deaf Poet, State Poet of Colorado and the Rocky Mountains, formerly known in Wiscon- sin, Chicago, St. Louis, and Denver, Colo., now at Omaha publishing my book. I wish the people to understand in particular that all demonstrations and intentions as if for my interest are foolish, and the device of swindlers who make this their partic- ular profession that they may run all results due me from my genius and writing's from my g-i-asp. They are scientific and artful in the extreme from long experience; and it will be folly for us to try and stop it or catch them, except in the form I here lay down. That I command all such work to stop at once, and it shall be the duty of the people, and whoso- ever buys and reads my book, to apprehend all found tampering with this little book or the arti- cles therein, or my character, property, or ability, or controlling the people in any form in delicates to my interest, shall lay themselves liable to a heavy fine, not less than $5,000.00, part going to the pros- ecutor, and all testimony and convictions to be fully heard before me and a justice of the peace, as there is nothing I will not be happy to answer for, or wish to keep secret from the people. This act is necessary for the interest and peace of the people, and life to the author. To make this terribly effective for any friend who will be so kind as to notify me of any such do- ings, I have the correct dates of all articles written by me and in the little book, in reserve. People who have not the cash to pay me now for my little book, will please sign for one to come sometime in the near future this winter, as this is a favor you can so easily do me; while there is no other you can do without making matters worse. This is also certified by the Librarian of Con- gress, printers, and my nearest friends that I am the legal author. Very truly, Edmund W. Cavanagh, Deaf Poet. Sin is the dark world, and love the g-olden sun. One dies in self one Eternal runs. Entered according to the Act of' CONGKESS, IN the YeAR 18%, By Edmund W. Cavanagh, D. P., IN the office of the Librarian of i Congress, .at Washington, D. C. The ocean leaped up in derision to the skies! And declared the land drowned with deception and lies G 32 89 i» 11 i m m ^^ ♦ ^^^ js. y. ■o JP^ -^, >* .,. '^. V^\.VA% *c • ^-./ :'m^i \.^^ /fflK\ %/ -;♦ *^ %■ • ;• .5.^"-. "t.. % ■^^^^^ Ve,- ''bv* - c" ♦ q, *^^^^»* .0'' ■>^. '^^^'''.y'^ ^q,.'^:?^'-