People's Pilot, Volume 3, Number 34, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 9 February 1894 — OUR MILK CHURCH. [ARTICLE]

OUR MILK CHURCH.

Devoted to the Dairying Inter* e*t» of Jasper County,

WHEN THE OOWS OOMB HOME. I love the beautiful evening, When the sunset clouds are gold; When the bam-fowl seeks a shelter And the young lambs seek their fold; When the four o'clocks are open, And the swallows homeward come; When the horses cease their labors, And the cows come home. When the supper’s almost ready, And Johnny is asleep, And I beside the cradle, My pleasant vigil keep, Sitting beside the window Watching for “pa” to come, While the soft bells gently tinkle As the cows come home. When the sunset and the twilight In the mingling hues are blent, I can sit and watch the shadows With my full heart well content; And I wish for nothing brighter, And I long no more to roam, When the twilght’s peace comes o’er me, And the cows come home. I see their shadows lengthen, As they slowly cross the field, And I know the food is wholesome Which their generous udders yield: More than the tropic’s fruitage, Than marble hall or dome, Are the blessings that surround me, When the cows come home. —Mary E. Nealey.