The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1842-01-30

street, aud when the ldrer went In me street 10 ex
postuate with him for hs conduct, he pitched into
hun, and during the scuffle bit the end of one OF his
thumbs off, nail and all Committed.
Burns' Anniversary.
The day on which the Bard Of Caledonia entered
this mundane sphere, was celebrated as use snd
worth wad haet, at the Blue Bonnet House, on the
18th instant. The company, which was numerous,
was ushered into the room, which was very suitably
decorated, accompanied by the soul stirring music
peasant sat down to plentiful and substantial din
ner, served up in good style. Among the many
good things that crowned the festive board, the
"haggs"-fair IA its honest sonsie fsce-occupied
not saappropriatey, prominent place, TO which due
honor was paid by the Presidents reciting the
bards own pthy and humorous add.ess to this favo-
| ute national dish.
The chair was ably filed by Mr.. Rop'r WALKER.
| assisted BY by Messrs. L. w RycsMAN and THos.
SERVICE, as Vice Presidents. On the removal of the
cloth, the Presideat introduced the intellectual part
N the rcpast by appropriate address, and the hill
| aKty was much enhai ed by a volunteer band,
who discoursed many Il Scoias sweetest airs, in
tue native style, and nzmerous of Scoian6s sweet.
es, songs were sung during the evening.
Mr.. HORNcAsr1E (whose notes are always above
par) favored The company with some specimens Of
hf vocal power.
9oHN MonzIsoN, Secretary.
STANDARD ToAsre.
4. The DsyI will aye he remembered in the calen
OF the admirers Of nature the patriot and the phi
lsnthropist.
9. The Memory Of Robert Burns
One round, / ask it with atear,
To Sim, the Bard that's Ear ava.
Original song-By "lassie frae the land O. cakes"
"A nation, famed for song and beauties charms,
Jealous, yet modest--innocent, though free,
Patient Of toll, serene amid alarms,
lnhexible in faith, inv ible in arms"
Original Song-By James Shea.
Z The United stses-shs.ls destined to strike the
he
.hsaes the dew ss,, drops from hi; m:ne
S. Education, Industry, and ompetence-A holy trni
Gle Throughout, the world.
song-Weel may the Boatie Row.
s. Psace-May the warspirit which is ever urging
mankind to suspend the operations Of
the red of human gore which has she'd so that il
may no longer ak the earth to "hightmankind from
song-The hour Of retributions nigh.
T. The memories Of the late depared vetares of the
sister srt:-poetry psinting, and sculpture-Mothe
Song ia the Silly Night
8. The Living Bards-May their harps always be
akened to the tones Of freedom and pha nthropy
great accessions be made to their ranks.
Song-The Minstrel Boy
g. Charles Dickens the Hogarth of British Literature
His writings pictures of the heart inspired by
truth asserted the virtues of humble life. unmasked
light the wrongs aud rights 81 the working classes and
claimed for true philosophy its legitimate empirethe
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in the land hose practice carries out bis principles
Sens-Here's health to Charles Dickens, God bless
him was sung by Mr.. Horncsstle.
TO- Dear Woman, full of tenderness ard truth,
Thy care supporss our steps in early youth
A sister dear, or 1earer still wife,
Thou art the sweetest charm in prime Of life.
And when in age decay attends our course,
Thou smooth's our pillow as the tender nurse.
So pure, SO true, 20 sweet loving and kind,
Cold is the heart wherein thou'rt not enshrined.
Scng-Green growsShe Rushes.
Volunteer ToAsrs
By the PREsipESr-The Human Family-One origin,
one destiny
Then let pray that come it may,
As come 1t will for a that,
That sense and worth, DER a. the earth,
Shall bear the gree, and a that
For a'that, and a. that,
Its coming yet for a'tha',
That man to man, the world Ger,
Shall brothers be, and a that
By the ID VIcG .PRxspKSr-The Kilbarchan Filth.
Bythe sEcrErAhr-The honest and suffering poor in
are dependent on tie cold hand Of charity for
oas and miserable subsistencemay their prvations be
BRIEF and brighter era soon dawn, and bring with it
competence, comfort, and happiness.
By c. CuNsIroHAM-Aulis cotia--May the dark ening
prospects which hang over thee be speedily dspe
be able to ca in their gill and bottle oyi and meier be
bit the waur OF.
By jon. CocHRss-scotland-M the past be its noe
try the present its practice and the future its national
perfection.
May their comcsry be always Cumming and their
Linen always bear Clesr.h
BY a. Kse-The architects Of our country-They de.
signed temple not only TO shelter their own kindred,
but the hole Of As Il ere is JOY in heaven,
did they rejoice over one man reclaimed from oppres
sion and tyranny.
bard Of Erin" who knows touch the heart Of hu
manity through the medium of pleasure
By Mr. Observation-Disclosures, Milton, SCOTT, and
eternity ' r''' "''' '''' - : ' ''A' ne''' 'A''
By Gse. II. vrRSoS--Caledonia-Ma her daughters
be a. pure as the snow on her mountains
nv Al IN M tar Gnan cd mr.
Union JackMsy they always mingle their folds in har.
mony, and forever in the van of human improve
ment.
BY joins GnAHAM-The pen of Burns and sword Of
Walace-Liberty halls them with smile, and memory
shall bless them forever.
By D. HAsSAH-The heart that can feel for another
BY JAMES DoroLAs-The memory Of the mother Of
Burns whose mental energy and powerful intelligence
contributed so much build the towering intellect Of
her distinguished son.
Toa.rs CONTINUED.
The following note and song were handed to the
President, after the company had sat down to din
aAIr. President-one, who may never again see the
Brsken wave her native hills sends humble tribute to
the memory Of Burns
"2oth January, lSsa"
AposrRoYaE TO THE SHADE OF Burns.
(Bya 4" Lassie Jide the Land o. Cakes.1
oh, who shall sing the Daisy, Burns,
That thou hast sung we1
Or strive, in words OF roesy,
To paint the heather bellf
or who shall sing the Braken, Burns?
Or blooming Hawthorn tree1
Or who tbs yellow Broom shall sngf
They've all been sung by thee!
Oh who shall touch the Tyre. Burns,
That thou hast Ian unstrung1
Or, who again Can wake the strain
Through Sootas hills that rungl
Bloom, blosm unsung my country q hower.
Be mute her Tyres sweet strain
For none touch the chords like him
Who ne'er can sing again.
oRiarSsL so-o BY JoHs GsAH.M
To THE MEMORY OF BURNS.
(.qr- Bonnie Wood o. Cvdigie Lea)
still blooms the bower, and still 10 bright
The heavenly dream Of youthful hours,
But yet while shines it's sur ny light,
And s'niles the beauty Of its flowers,
Will sorrow cast shade Of gloom
That dims the bright the glowing beam,
Wells every scene and all the bloom
That gid the fair, enchanting dream!