Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1851-01-04
THE CARRIERS ADDRESS,
To the Patrons of the AMERICAN,
JANUARY !, 175l

JANUARY " i'''
A Soru1W New Year dawns upon our view,
a A happy New Year may it he to you;
on may the carrier, in his annual round, .
See peace and plenty atyour hcarth-stone bound'
And, as age gently steals your strength away,
And silycrs DER your raven heads with gray,
Find YOU tottcrins, through veal or i'll,
To immortality AMI honor still.
greet you not with politics or s.oy
or generals, statesmen or their glory,
but with narrative of ollen time t
Spun, as the custom is, in homely rhyme
And beg your patience as my muse takes wing
To weave ,.l..
The LEGEND OF THE BLOODY SPRINe*
Bright sunset fingers on the western hills,
A food of golden light the valley fills
The Susquehanna radiant waters throw
Back to the sky in joy, its crimson glow.
Dim rro,y the shadows in the WOODLAND deep
Where the wild pigeon seeks his place OF sleep:
Soft steals the Suns last slant and fading rays
Through the grape arb1r's tangled leily maze
That shades, with many a graceful thick ies,oon
The limpid fountain from, the hc.s of noon,
As bubhling u? amid the moss so green
ITS sparkling waters shine like silver sheen;
AMI, lashing on in many bri ght cascade,
Stills its sweet music in the cify glade,
An Indian warrior wearcl with the chase.
In the cool fountain avcs his sun burnt iace'
His arrows casts aside. his how nnstrnSs
a nd or the nowcry bank himself he tlIngs'
The stream'et's MUSIC. in lis ceaseless play,
His charmed senses steals to sleep away,
While through his slumher It's wild voire' seem
Like the strange melody of some sweet DREAM
Enchanted notes of Scraphlc band
Borne OH a zephyr from the spirit land
Beside him kncels with all wife's fond pride
I,.ool.ah, his dark but heautcous brilc.
Whom, scarce six moons ago in desperate war,
Yic stole from, the defeated Delaware.
Brailins wampun her loved brave u grace
And smiling as she gases on his Lace,
To mark the varied changes there express d,
As blssfdl dreams .l,at through his peaceful rest
With wild emotions her young bosom thrli.s'
As in whisper; sweet as mi the hills
Echo the wood notes of the faithful! doves
He family hreathcs the name Of her he loves.
Softly she bends to kiss the lips that frame
The liquid syllables Of her own name
But scarce an instant had she fingered there
When twaugei bowstrin5 Oh the startled arr
Tao ,urely aimel the arrows stony dart
Picrce,. ahrough her own into the warriors heart
And in each others embrace closely wound
Li6,le.s itI,ey lie upon The blool-stancd ground.
Their lifr,blood gushing to the waters sidc
HiprIes its crimson with the crystal tide,
Until the iount So rie:r aui bright hc!ore
scsmytc we'll up a fnol Of purple gore.
Forth from his ambush il. the laurel hrhNe
Hnleous in war paiut, springs the Spotted SaaN'
uomrnt stands. and on his i''rA toe,
With all the malice. ra.e AMI huc can throw
Into his ficnhlikc eyes, he iisrccly rIarc|
Then from the lfclcss head the scalp he tears.
His wor; of death and vengeance is complete,
Down the deep dell hs flies with footsteps hec''
N;,bt draws her .ahc Haalrtlr round the wool
And darkness covers up tie scene OF blood
Otcn. as DER the sumlacts Sky is spread
The sunsets glorious canopy Of rel,
old hunters say, this sprung pure waters VIC
With the deep crimson Of tl'e western sky
And oft. AS twilight from the mountain tops
Her misty veil into tho valley drops
Two dark and shadowy forms may still! I've seea
Reclining on it, bink oG m'''y gre,i'
T. Situate ali ,ut a mile N,s!h East ri snn"nry' Ia