Poem—A Farm in the West
By Deliah Tucker in 1855 at West Laurens
By Deliah Tucker in 1855 at West Laurens
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Farm in the West
The following poem was written by Mrs. Deliah Tucker
of West Laurens and published in the Oneonta Herald of February 17,
1855, it being related that during that year 23 persons left West
Laurens to settle in the west:
To the west, to the west, cry the youth of our land
To the west, to the west, cries the middle aged man
To the west, says the aged, I'll go if I can
And get me a farm in the west.
There is wealth in the west, in abundance I know
For all who have been there tell me 'tis so
I have made up my mind, I have resolved I will go
And get me a farm in the west.
You may talk of privation and try me to scare
A pioneer's life I'm determined to bear
For muds and bad roads I never shall care
When I get me a farm in the west.
They say I must labor, they say I must toil
To cut down the bushes and break up the soil
But from honest hard labor, I'll never recoil
When tilling my farm in the west.
Then farewell to the land where my kindred now dwell
My farm (if I have one) I'll hasten to sell
So fine are the stories the emigrants tell
Of the farms that lie in the west.
I will build me a cabin some ten feet or more
With bark for a cover and dirt for the floor,
Where sweetly I'll sleep when my day's work is o'er
On my fine new farm in the west.
So I'll leave old Otsego, whose hills are so steep
Fit only to pasture the cows and the sheep
I'll go for the prairies, where such crops I'll reap
As only are seen in the west.
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