Show THE HARDY MINER weary yet hopeful the mountain pass the hardy miner wends bends his way his work is done the slowly setting sun proclaims the waning of the day for many months ah besl yes for many years the night has found him on this trail which from constant wearing night and day Is deeply cut ethro soil and shale ile he traced this mountain path while in his prime and staked his claim where pine trees grow his lodge of logs now going to decay he built near purling stream below ages almost since he found this ledge and followed it into the hill his raven hair has whitened but his heart Is ever young and buoyant still that fickle fortune yet will smile on him he doubts not he has worked too long to weaken now or to review the past to him the prize is for the strong friends loved ones honor and even fame the comforts which bright gold will buy are staked upon the outcome of this claim success will crown his efforts bye and bye so through the wintry day the summers heat he toils and climbs the mountain steep air castles cheer him at his daily work while pleasant dreams beguile his sleep at last he solves the problem of his lode his hig pick uncovers ore galore the panning of the quartz shows streaks of gold and rest has come to him once more who is there in the daily haunts of man among the tillers of the soil who would begrudge this man his rightful mead this just reward for years of toil we know he has enriched the world and from the coin his mine has made has added millions of enduring wealth to stimulate far reaching trade we liquor honor then the hardy mountaineer the man who labored day by day who struck is pick the first in virgin ground and turned a stream of gold this way WILL C HIGGINS |