'Twas just two years ago today
Since it rained and stormed a fright;
The dam gave way and water
Rushed through the town all night.Next day the phone was on the hog,
I went down town to wire,
But telegraph was just as bad,
And a horse I had to hire.My business was rushing
And my wife was waiting lunch,
But it seems as though our trouble
Comes a floating in a bunch.Three miles from town I halted
For the river bridge was down;
I couldn't swim a doggone stroke,
And I wasn't keen to drown.The horse went lame and had to stop,—
I hoofed it back to town;
I was so tired I didn't know
If my name was Smith or Brown.But now our business doesn't fail
If any kind of pest
Comes floating 'round,—Say! I'm surprised
How our little town's progressed.There's a little house out on the hill,—
Now let the phone line bust,—
We go out to the little house—
'Taint a syndicate nor trust.Now we don't have to wade through mud,—
We hire our new colleague,
For he's a member of our great
American Radio Relay League.(G. B. Chamberlain).