Professor Beam's Dutch Column



Was unblessierlich Wedder doch,

So waar’s schier gaar die letscht ganz Woch,

Es hot ee mol greyyert, es naegscht mol gschneet.

Ach, sis em aa ebmols verleed!

Am Dunnerschdaagnacht es greyyert hot,

Es is alles zammegfrore not,

Un zidder hen mer Glatteis do,

Ich hab noch nie nix gsehne so.

Die Baem was sie so glitzerich sin,

In fact, mer mehnt’s waer Silwer drin,

Wann sell so waer, dann denk ich net

Das viel meh Eis mer sehne daed.

Fer yeders waer am picke dann,

Un net yuscht merely fer die Fun,

Fer ihre Geldseck mache voll,

Was waere sie dich all so wohl.

Ich hab yuscht nau an eppes gedenkt

Es hot mich aa schunn genunk gekrenkt.

Seht seller Weidebaam datt draus,

Schier graad am unsere Eck vum Haus!

Guckt’s net erbaermlich um ihn her,

Mit Glatteis er is glaade schwer.

Er hot’s net kenne schtaende meh,

Deel vun die Nescht hen misse geh.

Es gracht nau, un eener runner is,

Es gracht widder, en annere kummt gewiss,

Es gracht als, ich farricht sie gehne all,

Wann’s Wedder sich net ennert ball.

Er guckt net ganz so schtattlich meh,

Er guckt net ganz so gross un schee.

Das wie er hot die anner Woch

Wu’r all sei Nescht hot ghadde noch.

Die Paersching un die Eppelbaem,

Sie werklich all viel glidde hen,

Do brecht en Nascht - en annere datt,

So macht’s schunn zidder’m Freidaag fatt.

Doch guckt es aa hubsch un neis,

Wann all die Baem sin so voll Eis -

Es errinert em an’s Himmelreich,

Wu alles is in Scheeheit gleich.

Fer’n Bild der Reinheit is es do,

In Fact, mer kenne sehne no,

Das unser Hatz so rein muss sei,

Wann in des Reich mer welle nei.


This past week brought terrible weather - first it rained, then snowed - oh, it makes one sick. It rained Thursday night - then all froze up - since we have slippery ice - worse than ever. The trees glisten and turned to silver - if that were true, we’d see little more ice. For each would be picking and not just for fun, to fill their money bags - how wonderful! I just thought of - for it often bothered me: see that willow tree out there, just at the corner of the house! How miserably it looks - loaded with shiny ice all over. So heavy some of the limbs broke down. It cracks: one limb falls. It cracks again - I fear all will go, unless the weather changes. It no longer stands tall; no longer straight and tall as it did last week with all its branches. The peaches and the apple trees all suffered. Here a branch breaks and another falls - ever since last Friday. Yet it appears lovely and nice with all trees covered in ice - it reminds us of Heaven where all is beautiful. For it’s a picture of purity here - in fact, then one can see, that our heart must remain pure if we want to enter the Kingdom (of Heaven).


Des Schtick is graad recht fer die Yaahreszeit.


January 25, 2017

Yuscht en Bischli-Gnippli,

as allfatt wees wann’s zu kalt is

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