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Show A PROPHECY AND ITS FULFILL-MENT. FULFILL-MENT. To my quiet home In spring time, year of nineteen hundred two, Postman brought a letter saying, "Listen to my plans for you For a safe and good Investment, In Bear River Valley lands, Where the rains and droughts aro ever guided by tho farmers' hands. For, you know, in old Missouri, floods In spring and droughts In fall Keep tho farmer always guessing If his crops will pay at all, So, dear sister, come and with mo, take a llfty mile long drive, And you'll see a land of plenty where good farmers just must thrive." From Corlnno one day we started (twenty-fifth day of July) Stopped at 'Yoder's house' for dinner, din-ner, saw some oats full seven feet high. Then, on up tho valley flew we, (Austin's (Aus-tin's horse was true and fleet) Till wc came to where fair Garland, now the stranger's sight doth greet. Then 'twas naught but fertile meadow, but my brother said, "RIghr hero You will see a sugar factory going , up, this time, next year, And from It you'll see a railroad, stretching south to fair Cor-inne, Cor-inne, Folks will tell you "Peet talks nonsense, non-sense, born of his desire to win. Settlors for Boar River Valley." But I tell you I am sound On tho future of this valley; and, as each year rolls around, You will see some true fulfillment of my words come, fast or slow, For, conditions, God created, can't be laid to "Agent's blow." Staid wo that night at John Shuman's, and with eyes, shaded by hands, Saw but farms nnd two small houses, whore, now, town of Tremont stands. Nearest ono was Mr. Petty's, and the other one, I found, Was Fred Nlhart's, who believing, had just risked his nil in ground. Thirty months have passed and wonder! won-der! What a change now greets my sight! Once again I stnnd at Shuman's. Onco again I shade tho light From my puzzled eyes, for surely here an embryo city lies, Counting near four hundred voters; eighty pupils may get wise. In the beautiful brick school house, costing thousand dollars, five. Cash four thousand, waiting builders build-ers of two churches for this hive. Methodists and Baptists striving each, to win souls for tho right. While the town of Garland, larger, two miles northward stands in sight. Fitting words fall for description, of theso towns of magic birth, Planted in this fertile valley, (none more fair in all tho earth), But llko Minnesota's sisters, Minneapolis Minne-apolis and St. Paul, Friendly rivalry don't hinder, each to other, being all. But, unllko our northern sisters, these aro not so far apart; And In less time than they've now lived they'll bo ono in hand nnd heart, And tho stranger coming to us, will not find dividing line, For dovetailed and knit together, ono continuous chain will bind Sugar factory town of Garland, starch and tile of Tremont town, And tho name, "Bear River Valloy," will Increase Its fair renown, Till our thousand dollar beet lands, potato and fruit lands as well, Will be famed for peace and plenty where 'tis good for men to dwell. Mrs. Alice Peet Bishop, Corinne, Utah, in Tremont, (Utah) Times, April 18, 1905. |
