Meigs County telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy [Ohio]) 1848-1859, 1853-04-19
The Old Garrct.
Where tear-drops never can flow.

Sarcastic people are wont to say tha. po.
cts dwell in garrets. and simple people be.
lieve il. And others, neither sarcastic nor
simple, send Them up alofi, among the rub.
bish, just because they do not know what to
do with them down stairs and among folks,
and so they class them under the head Of
rubbish, ard consign them 10 the grand re-
ceplacIe of diIapidated has. .beens' and de.
spised 'ussd.,o.be's,' the old garrett.
The garret is 10 the other apartments Of
the homestead what The abverb is 10 the ped.
sgogue in parsng; every Thing they do not
know how to dispose of is consigned 10 the
list of adverbs. And it is for this precise
reason that we love garre,s; because they
DO contain the relics of the old and the
pas.--souvenrs Of other and happier and
simpler times.
They have come 10 build houses now.a.
days without garrels. lmpious innovation!
You man Of bronze and bearded like the
pard,' who would make people believe, if
you could, that you never were "a loddln'
wee .hing;' that you never wore rifle.
dress or jinged raule.box with Infinite
delight; that you never had a mother, and
that she never became an old woman and
wore capsand speclacles, ard may be took
snuff; go homo once more, after all these
years Of absence, all booted and whiskered,
and six feet high as you are, and let US 90
up the stairs together; in that od.lashioned
spacious garret, that extends from gable 10
gable, with ils narrow, oval windows, with
spider-web Of sash, through which steals
"A dim religious light upon museum o.
things unnameable, that once figured below
stairs, but were long since crowded out by
the Vandal hand Of these modern times.
The loose boards of The floor rattle some
what as they used 10 do-don't lhey?--wher
beneath your little paltering feet they ce,.ec
aloreiime, when OF rainy day, mother,
weared with many.tongued importantly
granted the Let as 60 up gurret and play.
And play? Precious iule of play hav,
you had since, we'll warrant, with YOU
looks Of dignity, and your dreamings Of am
bilon.
Here we are now in the mids, OF The gar
ret. That old barrel--shall we rummage il
Old files OF newspopers-dusly, yellow,
li!te sasteredl IT'S the Columbian Star
How familiar the type looks! How it re
minds you of old times, when you locke
over the edge Of the counter with .he Let
Iers or papers for falherl And those sam
Stars jus. damp from the press, were car
ried one by one from the fire-side, and pc
TnSed and preserved as they ought 10 be-
Stars? Damp2 All! many star has 81
since then, and many new .urfed hea
grown dewy and damp with rain that fe
not from the clouds.
olive deeper into the barrel. There!
.bundle--up it comes, in cloud Of dus
Old Amanacs, by all that is memorable!-
Almanaes-lhin.leaved edgers of time, g,
ing back lo--lel US see how far: 1884,, 183-
l82,--before our time--l80-, when OIL
mothers were children. And The day boo
how bloIIed with many records and mar
tears!
There, you have hit your head again
shat beam. Time was when you ran 10 al
fro beneath it, bu, you are nearer 10 il, no'
by more than the altitude of copine.'-
That beam is suewn with forgotten pape
Of seeds for next years sowing; q disla
with some few shreds Of fax remaining,
thrust inm crevice Of the rafiers overheu
and tucked away close under the caves
the liIie wheel, than used 10 stand by Il
fire in times long gone. lis sweet, low SOL
has ceased; and perhaps--perbaPs she vi
drew those sIken threads--but never mi
You remember the line, don't youi
Her wheel at rest, the matron charms no NOR
We'll, le, ,ha, pass. Do you see Il
hIIls craft carssned IN thai dark corner1
vas rod oscei h was tho only csske' IN :