Part II. 



DRY FARMING. 



With faltering steps the pioneer 



Who could not see the future clear 



Here pitched his tent. With flooh and herd 



He garnered wealth from forage stored. 



'Rose murmurs when some spying men 



Brought from the land the fruit, for then 



'Twas shown that in this barren soil 



There is wealth in truth to he gained thru toil. 



