Night At Maxinkuckee  

In my hammonck idly dreaming,
Swinging 'neath a linden tree,
Through the boughs the zephyr singing,
Crickets chirping merrily.

And before me lies resplendent
Maxinkuckee, placid sheen;
Moonbeams with the wavelets dancing.
For a most bewitching scene.

And the katydid and locust
Hum their plaintive l ullaby.
Stars above me brightly sparkling.
Wrap my so ul in ectasy.

Boats are o'er the water gliding,
Oars are dipped in liquid gold,
And the twain who are them plying,
Cupid as their guest behold.

Strains of music, sons enchanting
Float upon the balmy air;
Peals of laughter, joyf ul shouting
Wake the echo everywhere.

From the shores the lake surrounding
Beason-lights are shining bright,
Their reflections in the water
Vicing with the orbs of night.

Naught to break the merry-making
Mirth and pleasure reign supreme;
Nature, even, is rejoicing,
Sheds its blessing o'er the scene.

Maxinkuckee, fount of pleasure,
Fairer could no Eden be;
In my mem'ry ever linger
Bring me to sweet reverie.

Otto Stechhan