Lewis N. Erickson, 73, three times state representative from Golden Valley county, died at his ranch home four-and-a-half miles southeast of Lavina Friday afternoon.
He was born in Clayton county, Iowa, Oct. 15. 1862, and had been a resident of the Lavina district for 25 years, homesteading east of Lavina. He had been representative from his county for three successive terms, from 1926, being defeated in the last election.
Survivors include his widow, Mrs. Alma Erickson; Lewis, Jr., age 6, and Bennie, age 5, and one daughter, Nettie Lew, age 4.
Funeral services held at the Lutheran Church in Lavina. Burial in Lavina cemetery.
The Homesteader By Alma Nelson Erickson
The sun is sinking down again
Beneath the prairie's rim;
The ranges in the distance wait
It's benediction dim?
And dusk and moon and stars come out,
But they are not for him.
There is a homestead just beyond
Where wheat and hedges grew?
The cattle grazed on many hills,
One day the west was new.
He took his chance, he lost, perhaps,
As many others do.
The "shack" stands empty in the dusk
Where lamp and fireside glowed,
The little world he called his home
At the end of a frontier road:
And they are bringing him in today
The length of that weary road.
His rest will be long and undisturbed
On the edge of the prairies crest,
Where the winds go by and and the many trails
Are running east and west?
And only the stars and the sage stand watch
In the land that he loved the best.
Lewis N. Erickson, 73, three times state representative from Golden Valley county, died at his ranch home four-and-a-half miles southeast of Lavina Friday afternoon.
He was born in Clayton county, Iowa, Oct. 15. 1862, and had been a resident of the Lavina district for 25 years, homesteading east of Lavina. He had been representative from his county for three successive terms, from 1926, being defeated in the last election.
Survivors include his widow, Mrs. Alma Erickson; Lewis, Jr., age 6, and Bennie, age 5, and one daughter, Nettie Lew, age 4.
Funeral services held at the Lutheran Church in Lavina. Burial in Lavina cemetery.
The Homesteader By Alma Nelson Erickson
The sun is sinking down again
Beneath the prairie's rim;
The ranges in the distance wait
It's benediction dim?
And dusk and moon and stars come out,
But they are not for him.
There is a homestead just beyond
Where wheat and hedges grew?
The cattle grazed on many hills,
One day the west was new.
He took his chance, he lost, perhaps,
As many others do.
The "shack" stands empty in the dusk
Where lamp and fireside glowed,
The little world he called his home
At the end of a frontier road:
And they are bringing him in today
The length of that weary road.
His rest will be long and undisturbed
On the edge of the prairies crest,
Where the winds go by and and the many trails
Are running east and west?
And only the stars and the sage stand watch
In the land that he loved the best.