Locomotive, Volume 9, Number 11, Indianapolis, Marion County, 11 August 1849 — Page 1
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"brevity is the soul of wit." VOL. IX. CITY OF INDIANAPOLIS, SATURDAY, AUGUST 11, 1849. No. 11
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From those who've tasted sorrows cup, Or from the loss of friends have grieved. From lordly hall the voice of prayer And supplication rise to God, That, in his mercy, he will spare ' This Nation from chastisement's rod. And from the pleasant cottage rise ',. As incense sweet, the prayer and praise, To him who when the raven cries, Heareth and answereth its lays. How should we bow to him in prayer, While o'er our land so far and wide,' The pestilence is moving through, Slaying its thousands by our side. Perhaps in our fair land of peace, While blessings thick around us flow. We've not been thankful for his grace, And caused his wrath on us to flow. Oh let us then all join in prayer, To that great God who rules above, That he may this our Nation spare, In his great mercy and his love. For he has promised all to hear, Who ask for blessings from his hand, Who ask believing and sincere, For his is goodness, great and grand. By Fanny. Indianapolis August 3 '49.
To Lizzie W. I'm sitting in the shade, Lizzie, Of a weeping willow tree, And musing on the moments ; I've sweetly passed with thee. 'Twas on an Autumn eve, Lizzie, When I sat by your side, You called on God to witness That you would be my bride. Time has brought its changes, Lizzie, Since that vow was spoken; Yet in its- first purity It still remains unbroken. And now, since thou hast proved, Lizzie,.. To be so firm and true, pledge my word and honor That I'll be faithful too. I'll watch thee in thy youth, Lizzie, And in declining years, I always will be ready To quell thy rising fears.
And at the close of life, Lzz:e, When round your dying bed, I am called to lingpr, I'll stay your aching head. And when the monster Death, Lizzie, Shall call us both away, Our matted souls forever Shall g'ide through endless day. It now is getting dark, Lizzi", And I must cease to rhyme, But I'll be sure to come, Lizzie, At the appointed time. Indianapolis lad.
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To S. A. B. of Lawrenciburg, Ind. 'Twas on a lovely Sabbath day, To Sunday school I went, Since then hours have rolled away, And many moments spent. In thinking of the lady fair, And that boquet of flowers, Which she wore within her hair, Amid the bushy bowers. In her eyes I could plain'y see, The passing glance of love, Her voice, so mild so free, Seemed harmless as the dove. Would I could always near her be, To hear her voice so swee', From her kind presence I'd ne'er flee, Nor wish the hours more fleet. Lewisville, Aug. '49.
G.E, J.
Mr. Locomotive. On a recent short tour from home, an afternoon's ride on the day of the election brought me to Shelbyville, where I found most excellent accommodations at the house of my friend Maj. Woollen. His house enjoys a high reputation for good fare, kind and strict attention and moderate charges, all of which I cheerfully endorse. Shelbyville is now in the enjoyment of a railroad connection with Madison and Indianapolis, via Edinburg. The consequence of which increased facilities for busin.ess, is now very manifest in the business and improvements of the place. An old and dilapidated Court House, standing alongside of the " Pump" occupies the centre of the principal street leading to the depot of the railway, obstructing the view, and very much marring the beauty of the town. I have no doubt, from what little I heard, that the doom of the old building is fixed, and that the taste and good sense of the community will soon make a new location for the erection of an edifice that will be an ornament and a credit to the County. Being weak from recent illness, and feeling much fatigued, I retired early in the hope of enjoying an excellent night's rest. In this I was much disappointed from the circumstance of its being election night, the noisy, uproarious politicians were awake and shouting until after midnight. The cracking of the burning boxes, and tar barrels, are still sounding in my ears. I fell into a quiet slumberI thought myself in some strange looking town, with paved streets and high porches. I saw several ladies disputing, not very harmoniously, about
some clothes it appeared that one party had washed a lot of clothes for the other, who was unwilling to givo them up until they had received their pay; oh! says a very dignified lady with a cap on, "if that is what you are hinging at you shall soon have your money," and away she went, followed by her daughter, showing her indignant feelings by some exquisite touches with her pretty mouth. After this,
it appeared to me I wa3 in somebody's yard, where an acquaintance, a beautiful young lady, was engaged making a kettle of soap ; as I sat on a log, opposite, devouring her with my eyes her sleeves rolled up, displaying a beautiful; well rounded arm, her bare and beautiful white neck, with the auburn curls gracefully resting on her shoulders the heat and exercise creating an exquisite and lovely rose tinge on her cheeks then those bewitching eyes, and lips like the rose bud truly has it been said " The light, the smiles, and affections of woman, are the bow of beauty and promise which spans the life of man from the cradle to the grave' J was meditating a taste of those beautiful lips, when my vision was suddenly interrupted by some intolerable scamp in the street under my window, who was attempting to scratrh . some miserable music on a "Bang up Jo." Oh, the misery ! Just think of the change, from such a delightful vision to the turn, of a wretched, untuned Bang Jo. I wished the fellow " any where else." and could have banged him into California for his unseasonable disturbance. I would suggest the propriety of legislative interference, to prevent all musical performances i i the streets after the hour of 10 o'clock, and particularly by bad singers, and worse players, on untuned instruments. A Traveller.
" Sick and in prison, and ye visited me." Messrs. Editors. In a late number of your paper, speaking of the visits of two of our Clergymen to a stranger who died at the Hotel of Messrs Little, in thi3 city, you observe that the clergymen of our city would be glad' to visit sick strangers, if the proprietors of Hotels would inform them when such cases exist. This has brought to my mind another
class of persons who are sometimes sick. I refer
to criminals in our county jail. There are, at the time of writing this article, no less than seven inmates of our county Jail, and although some of them have been there for months, yet not one of them
would know the face of a clergyman of this city, unless he was known before his confinement there. As long ago as when Brother Chandler lived here, prisoners were visi'ed in our jail, and were instructed in the ways of eternal life. Judging from the state of things at present, we may be lt d to inquire, Do our Clergymen know that there is such a place as the Marion County Jail ? It is true that Bro. A knows it, for he has. during his whole ministry here, been there some three times. Bro. B knows it, for he has been there twice ; Bros. C and I) have each been there once, and the remainder of the fifteen regular, and eight or ten occasional preachers of this city have never seen the inside of our jail, and perhaps do not know that our energetic, bui humane jailor, would as willingly admit within his prison walls the preacher of the Gospel of him who uttered the words at the head of this article, as the of-