Dec. 7, 1900
Taken from Hostetters Almanac by
W.E.Costley on January the 6th 1901
Crowned with a reath of ripened grain
Purple asters and golden grasses
Loved by the Sunshine and the rain
Blithe and bonny September passes
Calling the birds to Southland next
Lulling the Sleepy flowers to rest
Shaking the crimson apples down
Turning the verdant meadows brown
Sweet September, the fair the gay
Rulest a queen in our hearts to day
W.E. Costley at home
Contributed Verse for my Children and GrandChildren
The old and the new A motto for the new century
1 I have carved a bove my cottage door
And all who pass the threshold oer
May. read. and . enter. Joyfully
My door forever Stands a jar
To welcome men both great and Small
2 It matters not from whence they are
A cheerful home a waits them all
The miserable, the mean, the blind
The rich the poor, the high the low-
3 A royal welcome all Shall find
And loving care each one Shall Know
In other walks and Spheres in like
I might have been a beggar too
4 Then why not lend in time of Strife
A hand to help my brother through
I might have been, in other Spheres
A branded fellon Shunned by all
5 Then why not through these coming years.
Surport the feeble ones who fall
I've carved above my cottage door
This motto" you are welcome here
And all who pass its threshold o'er
May read and enter filled with cheer
Earnest Powell by W.E.Costley at home
near Middle Bosque Creek
Jolly . Jingles__ He Kissed her
He Kissed her neath the misletoe
Where She had chanced to Stray
But if designedly So or no
We're not prepared to Say
Her lips and cheeks were all a glow
With tintings of the rose
he Kissed her neath the mistletoe
And also neath the rose
Denver post
A Brave little Girl
Just one more Kiss for good night mama
Just one more Kiss for good night,
And then you may go, my dear Papa
and yes you may put out the light
For I,ll promise you truly I wont be a fraid
Cause Im going to be Papa's brave little Maid
As he told me I ought to be
But the Shadows won't Seem So dark mama
If youll Kiss me a little bit more
And you Know I can listen and hear where you are
If you onley wont Shut the door
For, if I can bear you talking I think
It will make me Sleepy maybe
Then i will go to Sleep just as quick as i wink
And forget to _ cry like a baby
You needn't be laughing my mama dear
While you're huggind me up So tight
You think I am crying to Keep you here
You and I guess_the light
If you'd only Stay with me just as you are
And Kiss me untill _ i go to Sleep
The above was copyed on the nights of December the 7th AD
by W.E.Costley at home on Middle Bosque
Clouds And Shadows - - - - - - -
By G.G. Whittier
The clouds which rise with thunder Slake
Our thirsty Soules with rain
The blow most dreaded falls to break
From off our limbs a chain
And wrongs of man to man but make
The love of God more plain
As through the Shady lens of even
The eye looks fatherest into heaven
On gleams of Star and depths of blue
The glaring Sunshine never Knew
coppyed By W.E.Costley at eight oclock of the night
of December the 7th AD 1900 hundred
W.E. Costley
The Bachelor left at home what a queer looking place
My cosey home what a queer looking place
Such a change I never Saw before in my life
I felt like Saying it was a drisgrace
But had been a whole month with out a wife
They Say my dear Bachelor? looked gloomey and Sad
And Seem So lonley while i was a way
No wonder no wonder he felt So bad
And So anxiousley waiting my coming day
Ashes and cigar Stump on the floor
My_ they must have been up to all Sorts of capers
I don't think I.ll leave home any more
The carpets had not felt the cratch of a broom
The furniture was buried deep in the dust
The pantry it Seems was in evry room
From the Apple Cores peach Stones and Knives gone to rust
The bed i am Shure had never been made
Since i made it and tucked it just right
And I cationed him Kindley and smilingly Said
Take the counterpane off, and fold it each night
The parlar was used for a School of instruction
of the Bachelors left at home for a while
My embroidered pieces had gone to destruction
In the corner my cushions lay all in a pile
I at once went to work, and Some things were allright
Though Some were ruined and replaced with new
And Now when I go for a Short pleasure flight
I See to one thing the Bachelor goes too
Wrote by Mrs W.P. Gilbert Coppyed By W.E.Costley at home
on the North Side of Middle Bosque Creek in McLennan
County Texas on the Sabbath day of our Lord being November
the 18th 1900 hundred
W.E.Costley. at. home
Phillosopher
I wish but what I have at will
I wander not to Seek for more;
I like the plaine I climbe no hill;
In greatest Storms I Sette on Shore;
And laugh at them that toile on Shore;
To get what must be lost again
Old Song
The raines a tidy parlor maid. She dust with care each Seperate blade
And the high walls of the Skies. And Mother Nature, too is wise
And often has a cleaning day. To wash the dust and dirt away
On the carpets of the fields, Well her broom of Storms She wields,
On her furniture of trees. The feather duster of the breeze.
There She's readey. when that's done. For her companion, the Sun
Isabelle Howe Fiske
I am one of those who beleave in Providence which cares for the
destiney of collective Millions. I feel that our toilers have out
Striped all others and grown greater in a century than nations
that have lived a thousand years. not a lone because we have
more energy and more brain than those who dwell in other lands.
But because we have been the justest nation of all history.
In this great crises let us Show to all hearts. And all time
that the American Republic. Still furnishes the world's best
example righteous rulers and free people
W.E.Costley. at. home. near Middle Bosque Creek
Crowned with a reath of ripened grain
Purple asters and golden grasses
Loved by the Sunshine and the rain
Blithe and bonny September passes
Calling the birds to Southland next
Lulling the Sleepy flowers to rest
Shaking the crimson apples down
Turning the verdant meadows brown
Sweet September, the fair the gay
Rulest a queen in our hearts to day
W.E.Costley. at. home. near Middle Bosque Creek
May God in his mercy remember his bereaved companion and children,
And Oh may they his offSprings be prepared by Gods grace. to meet
the dear one they love So well in that Sweet beyond is my prayer.
Farewell dear Brother thou has left us
And our loss we deeply feel.
But tis God that have bereft
He can all our Sorrows heal
Peaceful be thy Silent Slumbers,
Lying in the Grave So bare
Thou will no more join our number
Thou wilt no more our Sorrows Share
Yet, a gain we hope to meet the
When the day of life is fled
When in heaven we will meet the
where no farewell tear is shed
With the we hope to join the number
Jesus bought with his own blood
and with the band of holey angels
sing and praise our blessed Lord.
Selected from a primitive Baptist
paper by W.E.Costley
in the year A. D. 1900 hundred
Dec.16 - Dec. 21, 1900 W.E. Costley at home near Middle Bosque creek
Sunday the Lords day we are commanded to neither work nor play for it
is Gods Holey day. December the 16th A.D. 1900 hundred opened up quite
very heavey. Thermometer registers at an earley hour this morning at
49 Degrees tempature my wife and my Self we(re) out of our bed of
reposse quite earley this morning clothes on readey for buisiness i
made the fire for my wife to prepare the mornings meal by She then
wen(t) to work and in a very Short while had it Served on the table
readey for to eat we then Seated our Selves to the table and portaken
of the Same both eat very hearty for old people after we were about
through Mr Gamblins youngest Son came down to See us about Some hogs
that was tresspassing on his crop to whether they were ours or not
after find out that they did not belong to my ranch he passed on in
persuit of the owner of the Same not Knowing who to go too after we
were through with our meal my wife attended too her breakfast table
and put evry thing in good order a gain then put her dining room
Kitchen and Sleeping department in good repare for the day whilst i
did the feeding of the fattening hogs and fowls as there was not any
more of our Stock up to feed this morning. after feeding i then
commenced to violate the Sabbath rule as my wife erged (urged) me
to put up a door in her hog pen as her hogs had torned the trap that
She had fixed all to pieces after getting the door completed i then
taken my Saddle on my back walked down too the bottom field caught
my horse then put my Saddle on him mounted on my horse then rode for
Crawford to mail a letter to George Frownfelter at Joshua Johnson
County Texas. during the time i was prepareing to go my wife was
bumming around Seeing about her chicking (chicken) coops and her
Turkeys that She had and idear that (they) was laying off in the
brush. after the day had been far Spent i prepared night and morning.
(wood) and brought it in doors to Keep from getting wet as it look so
much like rain at all times through the day I also had to gather me a
Sack of corn out of the field to feed on to day as the corn in the
cribb had run Short. The Sun Showed it Self to day about noon for the
first time in Several days. but Soon Shut up a gain . and at a bout
3 Oclock this evening the Sun come out and Shined beautiful untill
about five Oclock P.M. from which it become thick cloudy a gain and
the Sun Sit behind a thick heavey cloud. and become rather cool at
too-Oclock my wife and my Self. walked down on the branch and looked
for a couple of Turkey hens that was laying but onley found one She
was on her nest after getting tiard we returned back to the house.
and i taken my Saddle on my back walked down to E.D.Costleys bottom
field. caught my horse then put my Saddle on him then caught Old
Judy mare then mounted my horse then rode to the Bosque and watered
them after they had drank i then tied the mare to a tree untill i
could ride over to Crawford to mail a letter but when i was about
half way through the Tadlock lane Zellar Clary Annie and Edney Leng
was traveling the Railroad opposite me going to my place to me
know that they had just come from Joshua in Johnson County and that
they wanted me to drive the wagon over to Crawford for there momma
and her trunk. So they recondized (recognized) me and Struck across
from the Railroad to the public road and met me. So that Saved them
of there trip. after talking with them for a while i then . turned
back and rode to my place taken the animal that i had tied at the
Bosque along with me after arriving at my place i dismounted from
my horse pulled my Saddle off of him then put my wagon geer on my
teem then, hitched them too my wagon then drove over too Sam Clarys
at Crawford after. Virginia Frownfelter and children as they come on
the train from Joshua Johnson Co. Texas. to day to Spend a couple of
weeks with the Old folks at home. after arriving at Clarys i had to
remain. untill the evenings train as the South bound train taken
her trunk on So they telegraphed a head to Stop the trunk and Send
it back by the north bound train So when the evening train come it
brought the trunk back captured it at Mcgregor we then obtained the
trunk from the agent loaded it in too the waon (wagon) i then drove
for my place of a bode after arriving at home we all dismounted from
the wagon then Such a happy time a meeting as there were with my
daughter and grand children they had it too there own Satisfaction.
whilst i ungeered and fed my (teem) after geting through i come in
doors and in a Short while our evenings meal Served and on the table
readey for to be eat. So we all Seated our Selves too the table to
gather once more then portaken of our evenings meal. after we were
all through Annie and Edney Leng washed and put a way that was used
in eating our evenings meal. after they were through they moved in
too our bed room by a good fire then began to peruse the pages of
Some novels that my wife had on hand to find out the articles that
they fancied the most and also the Songs that was in the novels that
they admired it was but a Short while untill Virginia Frownfelter
and Edney and Loueasy Leng departed to there bed of repose as they
to be very much werried So it left my wife an Annie Leng
to tough it out with the novel buisiness but at last they give up
then went to there bed of rest. but as to my Self i Stuck to my
post untill i finished recording of the labor performed to day by
my wife and my Self and also giving a discription of the weather.
Since night fall it has become clear again. very Singular (similar)
weather. to behold. It appears to be So dark that one can hardley
See the Stars in the Elements. Now as i am through with recording
of the labors and the weather of to day i will depart to my bed of
repose by first calling on the Lord to gard and protect us through
the present night as he has through the day just passed and gone.
And when done with our frail bodys to hand us down too our graves
in peace with the (Thee) and all man Kind and in heaven Save us is
my prayer to night - Amen
