Darcy Farrow - Ian & Sylvia

Down in Carson City where the Truckee River runs,
rancher Dundee had a daughter whose beauty was well known
along the banks of the river where settlers pitched their camps.
She was called the fairest of flowers that bloomed throughout the West.
On the streets of Virginia City, where the older men played checkers,
stories were told about her charm and her boundless courage,
the aid she gave to strangers, the comfort offered neighbors
without thought of recompense, with never a word of complaint.
The eldest son of the Vandemeers had loved her since childhood,
and she promised to marry him before the winter storms.
Early one autumn morning below the rays of dawn,
she rode out on her pinto pony to a cattle ranch nearby
to aid and assist the rancher's wife giving birth to their first child,
braving the cold and bitter wind that swept across the plain.
Just as she caught sight of the pastures,
just as her journey neared its end along the mountain's narrow pass,
her pony slipped and fell.
Darcy plunged to the rocks below, never to revive.
Neighbors found her later that day, broken among the stones,
wept, heads bent, then lifted her up as if she were their own,
and like a fallen warrior, carried her home in a long cortege.
Young Vandy slipped into a deep depression
upon hearing the terrible news,
took his silver Colt revolver and shot himself in the heart.
Two families lost their beautiful children.
Two families suffered unspeakable woe.
Near the banks of the Truckee River
they buried them together beneath the snow.
Seldom are stories of such tragedy told.
Seldom do stories survive the years,
but on many a street in Virginia City,
Darcy Farrow's tale lives on.

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