The Dixie Quail
The Dixie Quail
By Anthony W. Ivins
In early morn, when the night had fled,
And the Pioneer rose from his weary bed,
The musical call of the quail to his mate
Brought cheer as he grappled the problems of fate.
(1929)
(If there’s something familiar about this, you may be remembering Ivins’ poem about the mocking bird and the pioneers.)


