Mount Pleasant
“The Village
Blacksmith”
Sanpete County, Utah
January 20,
1886
The village
smithy stands under a spreading chestnut tree.
Smith a
mighty man, has sinewy hands
And the large
muscles of his brawny arms are as strong as iron.
His face is
like the tan, his hair is long and black, and brittle.
His work is hard and his brow is wet with
sweat.
He earns not
much. He looks the world in the face;
For he is
not in debt to any man.
You can hear
his instrument blow from week to week,
from morn
til night.And he swings his heavy sledge
with time
and slow like, the ringing of the village bell.
The children
coming home from school look inside the door,
They like to
catch the burning sparks.
He goes to
church on Sunday and sits among his companions.
He listens and hears the Parson pray and
preach.
In the
village choir he hears his daughter singing,
It sounds to
him as his wife singing in heaven.
He thinks
once more how she lies in her grave.
He wipes a
tear from his eyes with his rough hand.
Onward
through life he goes toiling, rejoicing.
Every
day he has a task before him and at
Night he
sees that it is done,
and when the
day has passed away,
he has
earned his might’s repose and he thanks them for
the lesson
they have taught.
Anthon Wm. Madsen
“The Village Blacksmith” made into
prose.
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