Something of the same impulse is found in this dedication of
the volume "Dew Drops," by Leda Bond (Mrs. Feldsmith).
"This little book is fondly dedicated to Raymond and Leotta, my two
beloved children, who, when the shades of sorrow closed around me,
stretched forth their baby fingers, and parting the curtains of gloom,
revealed once more the gladsome light of a happier day."
We feel that the names of some of these courageous and happy
pioneers should be given in this volume, together with brief
selections from some of their works. Some of the verses here
given will show sure sense of rhyme and pleasing balance and
reserve. Some have, it is true, little to commend them but
the evident longing to express the song that was in the soul
rather than on the lips. But who can say how much the more
successful ones, who have won deserved fame and plaudits, owe
to the more obscure who sought, with more meagre measure of
success, to show that there is poetry and song and story in
Wisconsin?