Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, W.T. [i.e. Wis.]) 1843-1844, 1843-08-26
From The Anglo Amerie

iHu aHBip hHSiINH's
A RHArsopY.-..a Baehelor's .fugifipe Mofs.
-"Poor bachelors! how my heart yearns to-
wards these unforiunaes, kind, so good,
so despised. The bachelor lives not in tho
present. but with a wisiful eye he seeks TO
gaze upon the future. To realize the strange
lodgings, the cravings for an undiscovered
something, which is tho FL Dorado OF his
hope. Alas! he lives but TO anticipate! Dear
reader, ! am bachelor. Why should en-
deavor 10 hide IN Driven from society one
finds consolation in his own bosom he creates
his own world. Though that world be ideal,
sui does be link some favorile objects with it,
giving unto them life. Here is my old well
worn chair, with its kindly arms ever extend
ed; my walklng-sick, quick at all times TO de-
tect and remedy an unsteady step, or slight
trip. But my best, my beloved, companion
OF my thoughts IN their most cratic wander
ings-perchance reader thou dost not compre-
hend-l speak OF my pipe.-O thou pattern Of
pipes.--how can do justice TO thy virluesl
blessings on the hand that shaped thee; bless
lngs on the sunny land that raised for thee
enani!.--Come my old friends, we will com
mune, Puif-puf-gracefully ascends The blue
ETHEREAL vaponr,--'resolyed into many fantastic
shapes---up up II sails feecy speck, an
ItdiiUty HtScfHBti W tHb ClUuuBs Let our
thoughts, like it, take wing, and away 10 the
airy realms Of imagination. Imagination, the
mighty, sole ruler of the ideal world; tho
mingler Of past and future; stepping with the
| lightness Of Joy into the boundless gardens Of
beauty: culling the uniading flowers ofihoughI;
laying 10 the ever sparkling founts Of knowl-
edge; listening TO The sweet singing birds,
tuning their meodious lays TO the soft BREATH
.n.a IF ,raniattaa rapIrof Ava l., a.
the very air pIlowed on living sweeinessl.--
Bot these UtopiaD dreams must pass away
these glowing reveries must waver and fade.
Alas. thou cold stern earth, look upon thee
againi Farewell old pipe. within Thy clayey
house lies the ashy tenement. Of many quain,
and pleasant reverie. Sol the clock with Ito
brazen tongue is ginning six. love those
slow and solemn monitors, those messengers
Of time; they come hand in hand with some
yission Of bygone days. Methinks | see tho
old village church with it's white paint worn
of in sports, its rickety steeple, rocked by
each high wind; the demure horse posts,
quantity carved with names Of lads and asses,
once In the greenness Of youth, now, perchance.
sIumbering side by side in their last home.
Bot hope and trust speak best in tho green
meadows that lie 80 brightly spread before me.
The grass is long...a mighty army Of nodding
plomes and waving blades entwined with pam
sizes and inlaid with cleaning dew. They
seem like fury knights 10 armor, with emerald
and diamond. ever ready TO protect the beauii-
ful wild flowers that lean 10 them so trusting.
ly. Though we grow old and travel far upon
the path Of life, siill does memory love to re.
turn 10 the years Of boyhood, to mingle and
sport with the playfellows, of past days! Bless
sing on those days and on this old friendly
bell that keeps The links Of youth and age so
bright When the tolls Of a warm summer
are over draw my chair 10 tho open easement,
and listen for its loved familiar voice.--Firs,
comes the deep bass; then gradually retreating
and wavering, until far, far away is heard the
low voice, born Of the clustering tone, waited
upon ara courses ever wandering, until lost
in the broad field Of space 1t returns no more.
Harki it chimes seven, ] must take my eve
ming walk. ]. J. c.
The farmers 10 Ohio are already selling their
hogs, deliverable next winter. The asking
price is SO 90. but sales have been made 10
some extent at 3 50 per ewi. The quantity
Of Pork will be about equal TO last season.
a beggar, 60 years old. was arrested 10 Paris