Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1852-08-07
The CarrCt Revisited.

Sarcastic people arc wont TO say that poets
dwell in gorrcts, and simple people believe
it. Aud others, neither sarcastic nor simple,
send them up aloit, among the rubbish, just
because they do not know what 10 do with
them down stairs and "among folks" and
SO they class them under the head of rub
bish, aud cons!gn them to the grand receipt
Gle Of dilapidaicd "lns heens" and dcspscd
FUSED 10 hr's," the old GuTet.
The carrCt is to the Utlec apartments Of
the homestead, what tie udverb is TO the
pcdagoguc IN parsing--eyerything they do
not know low to dispose oi, is consigned to
the list of adyerhs. And il is for this pre-
else reason That we lore garrets, because they
10 contain The relics Of the. old aud the past
-gouyouirs Of other and happier aud sim
Ter time.
They have come TO huild houses now-a-
days, without gnrrcis. lmpious innovation
Non mau OF bronze and bearded like the
Vard,' who would make people believe, if
YOU could, That you never was "n weo tod
dim thing" that you never wore "n rifle
dress" or jiuglod Il rattio-boX with infinite
delight that you never had mother, aud
thnt she never became an old woman, aud
wore mob-caps aud spcctnclos, and may he,
took stuff 20 home once more, after all
! these years Of absence, all booted aud wills
kercd, aud sis feet high rs you arc, and let
rs go MP stairs tOgeiler-iu that O.d-iaslIion-
ed spacious garret that extends rom gable TO
gable, with lis narrow oval windows, with n
spider web of n cash, through which steals
"a dim religious light" upon museum Of
things unnaniahle, that once figured below
stairs, hut were long cince crowded oft by
the Vundal hand of these modern times.
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what MS ihey used 10 do-don't they when
beneath your liltle pntteriug feet, they clai-
tered and claliered aioremcut, when of n
rainy day, mother, wenried with many.
tDugIed mporiluiiy, granted the " let tbs go
n,ey little Of play have you had since, wocl
warrant, with your looks of dignity and
your drcnmngs OF ambition.
Here we are NOW in the midst of the gar.
| ,et. That old harrrl--shnll we rnmmnge il
| Old Giles Of nrwsp0pers--nIisiy, yellow, a
/ little iniorcd, Ills the "Co'am5iqn &r."-
! How familiar The type looks. How tremnd;
| you Of old times, when you looked over the
| edge Of the counter with the "lrticrs or pm.
/ pcrs for father >" and those same Stare, jus
damp from the prcss,Werc carried one by one
! from the lirc-sidc, aud pcrused aud prescry.
cd no they ought TO be. Stars! Damp p
| All! many u star has Get since then. and
many ncw-turitd heap grown dewey ant
, damp with rain il!nt fell not from the clouds
Dive deeper into the barrel! There! A
hundlc-up IL comes in cloud of dEst.-
Old Almuaucs, by all that is memorable,--
| Amanacs, ihn-leuicd ledgcrs of time, goinl
back to-lct Us see how iar-lSl-, 1S3-
l62-,--heiuro our timc-lS0-,-when on
mothers were children. And the day bool
how holted aud blurred with many re
cords and many tears.
There, you have hit your head ngaist tha
"plute." Time was when you ran TO auC
fro heneaiI il, but you nre nearer to it now
by more ttnn "llic altitude of n copinc."-
1hu, plate is filed with forgotten papers o
seedsior next years sowing--n distan will
some few shreds of flax remaining, is thrus
IN crevce OF the rmlcrs overhead, am
tucked 0wny close under the caves is "lhr
little Wheel" that used to stand by the fire il
times long gone. Its sweet, low song hn
ceased, and perhaps she that drew those flax
en- threads, but never mind, you remcmbe
the line, don't you!
"lIer wheel atrcst,tho ma;ron charms no more.
Well, let lhal pnss. Do you see that litl
craft carcCnCd in that dark corner? Ii wn
rcd once II Wns the only caskel in the hous
once, and contained mothers Jewel. III
old red cradle for all the world! And yo
occupied II once-0yc, great us you are
was your world once, and over il, the onl
horizon you heheld, bent the heaven of
mothers eyes, as you rocked in that ltil
barquo of love, on the Liiher shore of timt
fast by mull!el's love To mothers hear
Aud there attached TO two raiiers are ih
fragments of an uniwisted rope. DO yo
remember il, aud what it was for, aud VIII
fastened il there? Twas "lhe children
swing" You are here, indeed, but wher
are Nelly aud Chdrey' There hangs hi
cap by that window, aud there the little re,
irock she used TO wear. A crown is restinI
on his cherub brow, and her robes arc spot