208 THE IRRIGATION AGE. 



as the result of a suit which was filed by inches of water. The plaintiffs claim that 



P. J. Stockman and Olive A. Byrne, exec- they will suffer great injury by the defend- 



utors of the will of Matthew A. Byrne, ants tearing up large quantities of land 



deceased, against W. E. Pedley et al. The upon either side of the ditch. They have 



ditch, which runs through lands of the also cut off the plaintiff's supply of water, 



plaintiff, has a capacity of 850 inches, and which they use to irrigate the alfalfa. Be- 



the owners are proceeding to enlarge it in sides the injunction, the plaintiffs ask for 



ord er tnat it ma Y carry an additional 400 damages to the amount of $500. 



A VALENTINE. 



By Martha Capps Oliver. 

 Alack-a-day! when hearts are cold 



And naught but love can warm them, 

 And trusty bolts have barred them fast 



That no device may storm them, 

 What chance has Cupid but to wait 



Although In terror quaking, 

 To watch for some unguarded point, 



A secret entrance making. 



Alack-a-day! when he has gained 



Admittance through some portal, 

 What chance of flight, or safe escape 



Has any helpless mortal? 

 For Cupid scatters tinder round, 



'Tis made of smiles and glances 

 And sets his torch of love a-light, 



As slyly he advances. 



Alack-a-day! the mischief 's done 



And hmv, there is no telling, g 

 No word, was said, no step was heard 



Within the heart's lone dwelling; 

 For what are bolts, and what are bars, 



And resolute resistance 

 For Cupid always has his way 7 



And wins by sheer persistance. 



Alack-a-day! for worse and worse 



The plight is ever growing, 

 The heart no more contends with fate, 



The flame of love is glowing. 

 Heigho! the fires are roaring now, 



Still higher, brighter, faster, 

 The seige was long the end was sure, 



For Cupid will be master! 



