The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1854-02-01

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cry OF Progress everywhere. 1t is the watchword
ofthe nineteenth century, written on every banner.
carved on every blade, lifted in the cause Of Human
Advancement 49, l2 81 y -''7T
Push alongTkeep moving!" There's whole
volume OF good counsel In these words. To fbe
young Just setting out into life, they are of infinite
value they have an ofnnicient influence ririiny
the soul with everlasting yigor. If the arm grows
weary and the heart faint they tinye the future
with hopeful enath; it obstacles rise in the av.
" Push along-keep moving from the lips of hope.
is better than Damascus blade in hew;ng out the
path to, victory. " .t'f4' fs3" Saas
"Push along =" What IL clouds. thick and beavv
are stretched ont before you =" push along p
What your eyes see signs victory no CLEANS
Of hope -" push along i"--the wreath viii vet
descend. What it Death stride into your house
hold ring, and break all the shrines of your idoa.
tryg Mourn not hcpelessy, look not always back
LET the dead past bury It's dead. push along
keep moving I" F53 g
Keep movinel' Nature cries it with her ten
thousand tongues-the universe as it rolls contin-
ually onward, echoes back the cry-1spush along ~
Keep moving '-what your hand findeth to do, do
It with all your misht-pause not rest not, Push
along y II goes round the world like a trumpet
call, rcusng up the slumbering, strengthening the
weak, inspiring the fearful, urging the strong to
continual conquest. tits everywhere tfe same
the spring aud fountain OF all true progress sss
Young man 1t you would conquer in the battle
OF lite, write this watchword upon your banner
Push along-keep moving. y Nescark Mercury.
CIrY SIGHTs-We saw a sight on Friday that
really was too drOll for gravity and too good tor
weeping Passing down Liberty street, just below
Nassau a knot of persons, gathered mournfully to-
gether as if around grave, checked our progress
We paused, wondered what terrible calamity had
befallen our fellow creafuresin that region The
ring OF solnbre looking fellows broke up, and one
after another dropped away, each with atear-we
beg pardon; with broad grin on his face. we
pressed toward, determined to get glimpse at the
object, Whatever it was, that at once gave this f
neral position and these comicaies to the behold.
ers. The crowd made way q little and there, in
the centre of the street was a newly made grave
nicely rounded, and full six feet long At one end
paif of old boots protruded their thick soles at
the other end an old hat wasjust visible through
the mud and from each side came the sleeves Of
an old coat stuffed with mud, that lay geekly fold
ed over the place where heart should have been;
| and in pair, of hands, nicely moulded from the
blacklist mud, was a playcard stating that under
meath lay the street commissioner, who perishei
under the ardous labor attendant on his official
duties, and was buried on the spot by grateful
community, We paused, dropped asympathetic
tear. and turned away, deeply Impressed with the
conviction that the city required too much of its
officers. The man who had provided so much dirt
for his own grave in so small space should be
buried with all the honors Still it was touching
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