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Poems H. G. Arnett wrote in his journal
at the end of his life
[1929]
"Fond Recollections of Bygone Days"
1. Long years have passed old friend,
Since we first met in life's young days,
And friends long loved by you and me,
Since then have passed away.
2. But enough remains to cheer us on,
And help when thus we've met
To think and talk of the many gone
And the few who are left us yet
3. Our locks old friend now thinly grow
And some hang white and chill
While some like flowers amid autumn's snow
Retains youth's color still.
4. And so in our hearts though one by one
youth's sunny hopes have set;
Thank Heaven, not all their light is gone;
We've some to cheer us yet
5. Then here's to Thee, old friend and long:
May Thou and I thus meet
To brighten still with harp and song
This short life ere it fleet
6. And still as death comes stealing on
Lets never old friend forget
Even while we sigh over blessings gone,
How many are left us yet!
Birthday, October 8, 1929 [H.G. Arnett]
[1930]
(78, 79) [untitled poem, 1930, age 82]
I am enjoying the happy reflections
consequent on a well spent life
with the hope of a glorious immortality
I have always been physically and
mentally healthy, only having one long
spell of "malarial" fever over 38 years
ago and lay prostrated 80 days, but retained
my full mind all the while.
A brief sketch of my habits in life--
I was an early riser and late to bed
A hearty eater and a constant reader of
books, magazines and daily newspapers
I was a big meat eater and liked strong
coffee and rich milk also all kinds of
fruits and greens in season. I never
used any medicine of any kind except
when I had that protracted spell of fever
I never used Tobacco in any form, nor
drugs or dope in any shape or preparation
but have been a constant user of ardent
spirits all my life, since I can remember
But I used Whiskey and Brandy in a
moderate way and believe every family
should if able keep a sufficient stock
of pure Whiskey and Brandy on hands
all the time as a "Family Medicine" as
I think it is ahead of all other remedies
for all diseases of the whole human race
if properly and scientifically used
I was raised up nearly a double
orphan boy my father having died
Sept 1st, 1854 being 74 years and
over ago and my mother died on the
30th day of the same month, 1873, being
now over 55 years ago.
I have been very industrious and have
worked in moderation seeing that all the
corners were kept up= My hearing at
the age of 6 years being impaired and my
feet in an abnormal shape from my
birth much handicapped my progress in this life=
I have borne all my afflictions and
troubles with great fortitude incidentally
including my frozen feet about 36 years
ago caused by drifting saw-logs in the
winter season, causing bunions to form
on the bottoms of my feet --in my older
days nearly rendering me a complete
cripple which I have endured very patiently
Often times the pains in my feet were so
excruciating it seemed almost to be
unbearable but I bore it all even then
without complaint or a murmur=
My feet are not giving me the pain
they did a few years ago but my worst
trouble is getting around on the farm
and other places any more
My general health is far better than it
was one year ago and my feet are both
nearly healed up and I eat hearty enough=
(80) "Friends, Work Landed" [1930, age 82]
I have had my ups and downs
good luck and bad luck
losses and gains and when I come
to sum it all up, I think I have on
the whole what I deserve
It is all a matter as to what, during
the later years, the waves will cast
upon the sands of time
If it gives you friends notwithstanding
your years; If it gives you health; If
it gives you work sufficient to keep your
mental and physical activities alive, then
life is worth the living
[1931]
(43) "My Old Friend"
1. Long years have passed old friend
since we first met in life's young day
2. And friends long loved by you and me
Have since passed away
3. But enough remains to cheer us on
When thus we're met
4. To think and talk of the many gone
And the few who are left us yet
5. Our locks old friend now thinly grow
And some hang white and chill
6. And some like flowers amid Autumn's snow
Retains youth's color still
7. Although in our hearts youth's sunny hopes have set
Thank Heaven, their light is not all gone
8. We've some to cheer us yet
And here's to Thee, old Friend
9. And long may Thou and I Thus meet
To brighten still with harp and song
10. This short life ere it feet
11. But still as death comes stealing on
Let's old friend not forget
12. While we sigh over blessings gone,
How many are left us yet
H.G. Arnett, April 1st, 1931 [age 82]
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