Terre Haute Weekly Gazette, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 9 January 1879 — Page 3

LOSING- YEAR.

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BY GIOKflZ ». PBIWICI.

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'TU midnight's holy hour—and eilencenow Is brooding, lifcc a gentle spirit o'er The still anl pulseless world. Il^jX! on the winds The bells deep tone* are swelling 'lis the knell Of the depirted year. No funeral train Is sweeping past! Yet on the stream and wood, With melancholy light the moonbeams rest, Like a pale, spotless shroud the air is stlrr'd As by a mourner's sigh, and on von cloud, That lleats so still and placidly through heaven, The spirits of the season seem to standYoung Spring, bright Summer, Autumn's solemn frown. And Winter, with his aged" locks—and breathe ID mournful cadences, that come abroad Like the far wind harp's wild and touching wail. A irelancholy dirge o'er the dead year, Gone from the earth forever. Hs a tunc For memory and for tears. Within the deep Still chambers of the heart, a spectre dim, Whose notes, like the Wizard voice of Time, Heard from the tombs of ages, points its cold And solemn Angers to the beautiful And holy visions that have passed away And left no shadow of their loveliness On the deid waste of li fo. The spectre lifts The coffin lid of hope, and Joy, and love, And, bending mournfully above the pale, Sweet form that slumbers there, scatters dead flowers O'er what has passed to nothingness. The year, Has gone, and wiili it many ,a glorious throng Of happy dreams Its mark Is on each brow, Its shadow on each heart. In its swift course It waved Its sceptre o'er the beautiful, And they are not. Itltid its pallid hand Upon the strong man, and the haughty (orm Is fallen, and the flashing eye is dim. It trod the hall of revelry, wherp throngel The bright and joyous, and the tearful wall Of stricken ones Is heard whero erst the Jong And reckless shout resounded. It passed o'er Tho battle plain, where sword and sp^ar and shield

Flashed in the light of mid-day—and the strength Of serried hosts is shivered, and tho grass, Green from tho soil of carnage, waves above The crushed and mouldering skeleton. It ctino And faded, like a wreath of mist at eve Yet, cro It melted in the viewless air, It heralded it* millions to their home In the dim land of dreams. Remorseless

Time!

Fierce spirit of the glass and scythe! What poner Canlta? nim from his oouree «r melt His iron heart to pity? On, still on Ho presses, and forever. The proud bird, Tho condor of tho Andes, that can soar Through heaven's unfathomed depths, or bravo The fury of tho nor hern hurricane, And bitho his plumage in the thunder's home, Furls broad wing at nightfall, and sinks down To rest ui»onthe mountain-crag—but Time Knows not tho weight of sleep or weariness, And night's deep darkness has no chain to bind Ills rushing plniorf?'Revolutions sweep O'er tho earth Ufco troubled visions o'er the breast T'". 'J', Of dreaming sorrows citieaJrlso Sirid sink Like bubbles on tho watter flery isles Spring blazing from the ocoan and go back To their mysterious caverns mountainsrear To hoaven their bold and blackened cliffs and bow Their tall heads to the plains new empires rise, Gath«ring the strength of hoary centuries, And rush down like the Alpine Avalanche, Startling the nations »nd the very stars, Yon bright and burning blazonry of God, Glitter awhile in their eternal depths, And, like the Pleiad, loveliest of their train Shoot from their glorious gpheres and pass away, To sparkle In the tracklesa \old yet TimeTime, the tomb builder, holds his flerco career, Dartr, stern, all pitiloss, and pauses not Amid tho mighty wrecks int *trow his path To sit and muso, like other io.iiiiurors, Upon the fearful ruin ho his wrought.

A DINNER AND,A KISS.

"I have brought your dinner, father!1. The blacksmith's daughter said

As she took from her anus a kettle And lifted its shining li l, There's not any pie, or pudding,,

So I will give you this," And upon his toil-worn forfehcad

She left a childish kise.

\t?r -1 The blacksmith took off his apron And dined in happy mood. V' Wondering much at the savor

Hid in his humble food, While all about dim were visions Full of prophetic bliss But he never thought of the magic

In his little daughter's kiss.

While she with her kettle swinging, 'Merrily trudge,! away, Stopping at sight ot a squirrel,

Catching some wild bird's lay. And I thought how many a shadow Of lite and late we would miss, \\^T If always our frugal dinners

Were seasoned with a kiss.

—IPittsburg Commercial.

.THE MANIAC.

Stay, plumber, stay, and hear my woe— He is not broke who bends to thoe— Come up and bring your tools along

And dwell awhile with mine and me. Last night the Manitoba wave Swept down, and wintiy blasts arose— We did not turn the water off

And now the water pipe has froze!

rj- "Stay, plumber, stay, and tell me why The bill of items Is so large— v. There is—there must be some mistake.

Some error or some extra charge. He does not wait—he turns away— Is this some awful drcaui or joke? Ha,ha! Ho,ho! In vain I pray!

Ho, ho! Ha, ha! Tm mad—I'm broke,

~—TSt. Loui» Times.

THE SON® OF THE CAMP.

[Mr. Taylor's later poetical work ha# been in a grave and high strain, and readers who are familiar with it may not readily recall the lyric fervor of his earlier writings. At the public banquet given to Mr. Taylor at Delmonico's shortly before his departure, Ex-Minister Pierrepont embodied in his speech a felicitous reference to his first acquaintance with Mr. Taylor's poetry. He had found a stray newspaper copy of Mr Taylor's "Song of the Camp," which he asked Mr. Bryant to reproduce. This poem is as follows:]

"Give us a sougl" ths soldiers cried, The outer trenches guarding, When the heated guns of the camp allied

Grew weary of bombarding.

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The dark Rnlan, in silent scoff, Lay, grim and threatening, under And the tawny mound of the tfalakoff

No longer belched lt« thunder,

There was a pause. A guardsman said: "We st rm the forts to morrow Sing while we^m ay, another day

Will bring encngh of

They lay along-the battery's side, Below the smoking cannon: Bravo hearts, from Severn and from Clyde,

And from the banks of Shannon.

They sang of love, and not of fame, 7* Forgot was Britain's glory: Each heart recalled a diffeientname,

But all sang "Annie Lawrie.''

Voice after vaice eaught up the song, Until its tender passion Rose like an anthem, rich and strong,

Their baitie-eve confession.

Dear girl, her name he dared not speak But, as the song grew louder, Something upon the soldier's cheek

Washed off the stains of powder.

Beyond the darkening ocean burned, The bloody sunset's embers, While the Crimean valleys learned

How English love remembers.

And once again afire of holl Rained on the Russian quarter*, With scrcam of shot, and burst of shell,

And bellowing of the mortars!

And Irish Nora's eyes are dim For a singer, dumb and gory: And Eugllsh Mary mourns for him

Who sang of "Annie Lawrie."

Sleep, stldUra! still In honored rest Your truth and valor wearing: Tho bravest are the tenderest,—

The loving are th« daring.

MAKE CHILDHOOD SWEET. '4

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Wait not till the little hands are at rest Ere jou fill them lull of flowers Wait not for the crowning tuberose

To make sweet tho last sad hours But wbil^in tho busy household baud, Your dari ngs still need your guiding hand,

Oh, fill their lives with sweetness.

Wait not till tho little hearts are still, For the loving look and phrase But while you gently chide a fault

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The good deed kindly praise. The word you will speak beside tha bier'^4 Falls sweeter far on the living cor

Oh, fill young lives with sweetness.

Ah! what are kisses on clay cold lips To the rosy mouth we preSB, When our wee one flies to their mother's «, arms, A

For love's tjndercst caress! Let never a worldly baublo keep Your heart lrom the joy each day should reap,

Circling young lives with sweetness.

Give thanks each morn for the sturdy boys, Give thaiks for the fairy girls With a dower of wealth like this at home,

Would you rifle tho earth for pearls? Wait not for death to gem love's crown, But dally shower life's blessings down,

And All young hearts with sweetness.

Remember the home where the light has fled, Where the rose has faded away And the love that glows in youthful hearts,

Oh! cherish it while you may! And make your home a garden ot flowers, Where joy shall bloom through childhood's hours,

And All young hearts with sweetaess.

Chr.stian Register,

'. feA MRS. LOFTY AND I.

Mrs. Lofty keeps a carriage, so do I, She has dapple grays to draw it, none have I Shc'e no prouder with her coachman, than am I, With my blue-eyed, laughing baby trundling by I hide his face, lest she should see My cherub boy, and envy me,

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Her tine husband has white fingers, mine has not, lie could give his bride a palace, mine a cot Hers comes home beneath thCBtarlight, ne'r cares she, Mine comes in the purple twilight, kisses me. And prays that He who holds life's sands, Will keep His loved ones in His hands,

III.

Mrs. Lofty has her jewels, so have I She wears hers upon her bosom, inside I She will leave hers at death's portals by and bye,

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I will bear the treasure! with me, when I die, For I have love while she has gold, She counts her wealth, mine can't be told.

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She has those who love her station, none have I But I've one true heart beside me, glad am I I'd not change it for a kingdom, no, not I God will weigh it in his balanoe by and bye And then the difference he'll define Twlxt Mistress Lofty's wto&lth and mine.

Hi ERE is noW at the po«r asylum a young man low with consumption, whose parents are' in good circumstances, in another part of the State. He was sent here to die. If there is no h—11, one should be made to accomodate these inhuman monsters.

THE TERKE HAUTE WEEKLY GAZETTE.

A WOMAN'S WORDS.

Eiiiuia Abbott a» a Woaian, and ...j, as a Singer. ^. 0,

A Few Seasonable Reflections, and Cf Some Useful Recipes.

From Saturday's D+ily-^j. EMMA ABBOTT.

The presentation of the operas ot "Faust" and "Chimes of Normandy" by the Hess Opera Troupe was undoubtedly the event of the week. Monday evening witnessed the gathering of one of the largest and most fashionable audiences which has ever assembled to welcome a singer to Terre Haute.

The sense of pleasant anticipation which always makes the half hour preceding the rise of the curtain really delightful in itself, was, on this occasion, enhanced by the sight of 60 many young and lovely faces, bright with health and hope and pleasure. The quiet but 6»mewliat neutral-tinted content of those who 4 (had traveled farther on life's 'highway, foimed a fitting complement, and most becoming sitting, for all this youthful "couleur de rose."

I must confess that I was drawn to attend qnite as much by my desire tu see the brave little woman, whose hand to hand battle with poverty, scant opportunities, discouragements and almost despair itself, is so well described by Grace Greenwood, as by a love for good music. Taking into consideration, on the one side, the circumstances of Emma Abbott's childhood and early youth, and then by contrast, her present position and universal success in the musical world, who can fail to admire the enft-gy, the patience, and the tireless industry by which she has at last reached her rightful place? She seems to me a living illustration of Theodore Tilton's idea of the power of the will to overcome all obstacles. But her crowning glory is her firm adherence to principle, even when such adhergpee is at the cost of a great sacrifice

Her* refusal, in England, to &Ssurfie a character by which, as she believed, she should lend her voice to making vice attractive and her resignation of her posi tion and flattering prospects rather than to disobey the dictates of conscience, stamp her a true and worthy daughter of our revolutionary sires. The more women there are like her, in this particular, the better for the world. Such an act preaches a most powerful sermon wherever it becomes known.

Her singing is simply grand. Nothing like it has been heard here for years. Terre Haute will always have a warm welcome for our little western girl. Of the other members of the troupe who ap peared on this occasion, nothing need be said, except that they fully sustained thei." well-known reputations. p- j-, A FEW REFLECTIONS,

The holidays are over. The long wished-for presents have all been eiven and received, (and, let us hope, paid for.) The holiday dainty dishes have been partaken of and duly repented. The calls have been mad and the good wishes heartily expressed. Feastings and festivities have been the order of the day and evening for more than a week but now they are over and gone, and the new year is already four days old. It finds the workers of the busy human hive refreshed and strengthened by the relaxations of the late breathing spell, and now ready to take up the burdens of ordinary life again, and go on cheerfully and hopefuily for another year—if Provi dence permit us to remain so long Let us hope that the year which has just gone from us to mingle with the unreturning past, lelt us all wiser in all true wisdom, and stronger to dare and do in the cause Of justice, and truer to ourselves and to the calls of duty then it found us in other words a year's march "nearer home",

Let us hope that this year, its young successor, will endow us still more amply with life's best blessings than the lost has done. The years, it seems to me, are each but a step—and how much shorter each one is than its predecessor—in that grand stairway by which mg^als are led up to immortality.

If we shall be able, this year, to think less of 6elf and selfish interests than we did last year if we shall succeed in doing something for the good of others, we m'ay feel sure that we are on the right road, and making progress in the right direction.

Selfishness is utter loss. Life's best and greatest joy and good, Ah, how few have understood:

Only One hath proved it fulU And He died upon the cross Taking on Himself the curse, So to bless a universe.

If we follow not His footsteps aight We have lived our life ir I have observed that though we may be quite careful and conscientious in regard to our actions, even the best ot us are sometimes given to the use words which are not well chosen.

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O'er the pathway straight ana plain, in vain."

I believe it is Victor Hugo who says, "There is power in the right word This is true flnd the reverse is equally as true in an opposite direction. The right word is pqwerful for good. The wrong, or ill chosen word is fraught with evil which is ^greater or less accordirg to circumstances.

How easy it is. to mistepresent by thoughtless, or careless words and how much trouble does actually arise from this source. How misunderstandings and heart burnings flow from it as water from a spring.

How often does a hastily spoken and quickly repented word escape us, only to do its hateful work in wounding a true and faithful friend, and then turn again and rend our own hearts with remorse. But alas, we are just as poWerlefis to recall a word, as to summon back a. moment of misspent time for "There is n© death for a word once spoken But it goes on, sounding through the centuries, down to the latest period of time, as utterly imperishable as an atom of matter. If you can only real-

ize this fact, there will certainly be no need of moralizing on the necessity ot using great care in selecting our words.

SOME USEFCX RECIPES.

What is more "handy to have about the house than a bottle of good mucilage The occasions on which it is the one thing to be desired are "too numerous to mention." The roost ordinary one to the average housekeeper, however, is when she has her letter duly stamped, (with the last stamp there is in the house,) and superscribed, after having used half a d( zen envelopes, (for every one knows the strong tendency of the writing, at such times, to start either upward or downward, or in some otherwise to exhibit traces of the total depravity of matter.) Then when 6he finds, as she is almost sure te do, for annoyances, like troubles, seldom come singly, that the envelope refuses to stick, if she can reach down from the closet shelf a bottle of good mucilage, happy is she. The word "good" on this occasion means of just the right consist ency, clear, and with no mould on the top'to adhere to the brash, and get on the plump, white envelope, which "somebody" will be so glad to see. But how to secure an article of so unobjectionable a character is the question.

I read the other day a recipe for the manufacture of mucilage, in which we were told to use an acid of an unpronounceable name, and impossible orthography. But, as 1 remembered sundry occasions on which I had followed like directions to my coot, such as taking iron rust out of a garment and having apiece of the cloth accompany it, I decided to cleave to this relic of -ye olden time," which I 6hall presently give you.

I have always 'observed that the mucilage which comes from the d. ug store soon collects a layer of mould over the top, and is thenceforth unfit for anything except to teach patience under provocation. But, having conscientiously used it up to the last drop, then the rest is "just as easy," as th« children say when they have mastered some difficult problem. W?sh both bottle and brush carefully then take white gum 'Arabic (two cents' worth will be enough), and dissolve in equal parts of w^ter and whiskey, brandy, or alcohol. Let it come to the boiling point and when cool bottle it. Mucilage so made will never mould. This is just as infallible as ever}' man's watch is in its owner's estimatiun.

For chapped hands and frosted feet. In consequence of the long protracted "cold spell", and the very laudable desire which is manifested by all good citizens to make the best possible use of our pres ent facilities for sleighing, it has come to pass that the whole city groans under the burden of chapped hands to which is added, in not a few cases, the stilll greater burden of frosted feet. For those who have plenty of time, and money to invest in costly lotions, which require frequent application, it is only necessary to begin with one of the many remedies which a druggist can suggest, and experiment until your particular panacia is found. For the many, however, who have neither leisure nor means for the use of arnica, glycerine, camphor, &c., and the score of other things which might be mentioned, let me suggest a simple, inexpensive, and easy remedy for each of the above mentioned evils. For chapped hands nothing is more efficacious than the application— directly after they have been washed and carefully dried—of a spoonful or two of vinegar. Rub them thoroughly, and let them, dry without wiping. For frosted feet put a small amount of wood ashes into a sufficient quantity of water in which to immerse the afflicted members. Have the water slightly warm. Bathe the feet in this for ten or fifteen minutes ]USt.

NEIGHBORING NOTES.

Doings and Saying of Our Cotintry Cousins, ......

Gathered by Gallivanting Gazetteers.

Crowded out of Last Week's Edition. LOCKPORT AND VtCIXITY. Riley, Dec. 31, 1878. Farewell, oldjj ear: Thomas F. J^onhan is sick. it. We begin anew with the new year. Two weeks vacation in Excelsor Seminary.

Miss Lida Troutman, of Paris, 111., is vititing in our village. *.

John Bowers has moved to Terre Haute to work at the cooper's trade. Nattkemper talks of turning his tanner) into a grist mill. So mote it be.

Matthew Scott, of Clinton, spent Sunday with his son-in-law, W. M. Mos. Candidates for County Superintendent are looming up. Riley Township asks, wants, and deserves that honor.

At the "mattinee" in Califoi ma Christsg as eve, one Kim merle got two holeshot through his coat by constable Galis pie. •f

Great credit is due J. P. Fowler, manager 6f the Lockport Dramatic Club, for the great success that. the troupe met with.

Prof. Henry Z. Donhan is home on a visit from Cloverdal. Zack reports loverdale flourishing and appears well pleased with his new location.

N. W. Tryon shot himself through the left hand accidentally, while crossing the ice over Honey creek.. The wound is dangerous. It is thought that his hand will have to beamptuated.

Centerville, Hartford, Youngstown, Cory, Cloverdale, and Clinton were represented at the play—Ten Nights in a Bar Room—last Saturday night. The troupe is our own talent, and this was their first appearance. The drama was rendered with satisfaction to all and otir troupe is covered with hortor and glory.

AT the price paid teamsters for hauling ice it is said that by rising very early and by working very late at night they can earn $1.So per day. This looks as though teaming had got down to what John Winters used to call hard pan

THE wife of Trustee Abbott, is iust recovering from a very severe sickness.

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