{"id":8258,"date":"2022-06-01T01:00:00","date_gmt":"2022-06-01T05:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.newspaperhistory.com\/?p=8258"},"modified":"2022-06-01T01:00:00","modified_gmt":"2022-06-01T05:00:00","slug":"sunset-on-the-prairies","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/sunset-on-the-prairies\/","title":{"rendered":"Sunset On the Prairies"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

From theGrand Forks Daily Herald, June 1, 1914<\/a>. By J. W. Foley<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

They have tamed it with their harrows; they have broken it with plows.
Where the bison used to range it someone\u2019s built himself a house;
They have stuck it full of fence posts, they have girded it with wire,
They have shamed it and profaned it with the automobile tire;
They have bridged its gullied rivers; they have peopled it with men;
They have churched it, they have schooled it, they have steepled it \u2014 Amen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

They have smothered all its campfires, where the beaten plainsmen slept,
They have driven up their cattle where the skulking coyote crept;
They have made themselves a pasture where the timid deer would browse;
Where the antelope were feeding they have dotted o\u2019er with cows;
There\u2019s the yokel\u2019s tuneless whistling down the bison\u2019s winding trail.
Where the redman\u2019s arrow fluttered, there\u2019s a woman with a pail
Driving up the cows for milking. They have cut its wild extent
Into forty acre patches till its glory all is spent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I remember in the sixties, when as far as I could see
It had neither lord nor ruler but the buffalo and me;
Ere the blight of man was on it, and the endless acres lay
Just as God Almighty left them on the restful seventh day;
When no sound rose from its vastness but a murmured hum and din
Like the echo void of silence in an unheard prairie hymn.
And I lay at night and rested in my bed of blankets curled
Much alone as if I was the only man in all the world.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But the prairie\u2019s passed or passing with the passing of the years
Till there is no west worth knowing and there are no pioneers;
They have riddled it with railroads, throbbing on and on and on,
They have ridded it of dangers till the zest of it is gone.
And I\u2019ve saddled up my pony, for I\u2019m dull and lonesome here,
To go westward, westward, westward, till we find a new frontier;
To get back to God\u2019s own wildness and the skies we used to know;
But there is no West; it\u2019s conquered\u2014and I don\u2019t know where to go.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

From theGrand Forks Daily Herald, June 1, 1914. By J. W. Foley They have tamed it with their harrows; they have broken it with plows.Where the bison used to range it someone\u2019s built himself a house;They have stuck it full of fence posts, they have girded it with wire,They have shamed it and profaned it […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[32,3],"tags":[176],"class_list":["post-8258","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-grand-forks-daily-herald","category-newspapers","tag-j-w-foley"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8258","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=8258"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8258\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8258"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8258"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8258"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}