The daily Minnesota pioneer. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1854-1855, 1855-02-14
From the Detroit Daily Advertiser.
Tho LamcntatiOn Of NE, DOesticks.

ceVeDty-One DunOTeu ana one Narrow street,
New York. Jan. %, 1855.
Sorrow is upon the heart, heavy grief upon the
soul. and geat a!lliction in the home of ME, Doe
sticks. My Eicnd, the charm oi my chamber, the
comforter Of my lonely hours, the treasure Of my
heart, the light Of my eyes, the sunshine of my exist
ence, the borrower Of my clean shirts and my Sun
day rantaloons, the permanent clothing and fancy
goods debtor Of my existence, is no more Ny sack
cloth garment is not yet complete, my tailor hav.
ing disappointed me, but dust and ashes lie in alter
nate strata, undi>tuibed, upon the head Of me- Doe
sticks. Weep with me, sympathizing world, bear a
helping hand to lit away this heavy load Of sorrow-
nl sorrow, Of woeiu woe OF bitter bitterness, Of ago.
nzing agony, of wre,ched wretchedness, and tortr-
ing torture, which aili:s with its diretul weight
the head of me, Doestcks. grove, mourn, la
nlent, weep, l suffer, pine, droop, sink, de.
SPAR, write in agony. feel bad.
DamphooI has departed this life!
lie Is buried. but he is not dead he is entombCd,
but he is still alive. After metropolitan existence
OF lew months had partially relieved hin OF his ru-
raj Veidure, after having seen with Apr eciaing
eyes The suburbs of town which alone contains the
entire and undivided elephant, he has voluntarily
He'd himself TO s,agnant village IN the western will
derness-a sleepy ambitious little townIet, vanly,
ior many years, aspiring TO the dignity Of cy-hood-
but which still remains very baby OF Il city, no We
meaphoicaly speaking, Invested Of those rudiment-
AIRY triangular garments peculiar to weaklinss in an
undeveloped state-wihout energy to cry when it is
hurt, or go-ahead-sm sufficient to Keep its nose
clean.
A somnambustic town-for in spite of all the cf.
forts made Tor its glorication it has obs,inaely re-
fused to shake off its municipal drowsiness-a very
Rip Van Wrinkle Of town, now in the midst of its
twenty years nap, and which will AT ,se sometime
and find itself dapidaed that its former Fl lends
won't recognize i-a town which actualzes that an.
cient fable of the hare and torose-and trusting in
its capabiy of speed, has gone last asleep at the he.
ginning Of the course, only TO awake some futne tay
to the fact that all her tortoise neshbors have passed
Ter on the way, and she has been dstaned i,r the
race, rather than lie disturbed in its comfortable
very sepuchre Of IA town, into which, if a
wouIde voHager in the stream Of earnest life he Cast
away and stranded, he is as much lost to the really
living world, rs it he were eml,alned with oriental
spices, and shelved away j., the darkest tomb of the
Phan"h's. A town whose future greatness exists
only in the imagination Of its deu-d haIiters " hose
Enterprise and pubic spirit are AS fabulous Il
PhG"'x. tow" shall never he city, save in
n'me until e!esaph< railroads, colleges, churches,
libraries and Lu'y warehouses become indigenous to
the soil Of the Wolverines and spring like mush oo,ns
from the earth, without the aid Of human mind to
plan, of hum IN will to>rse the work, or human hand
to place one sing e stone.
For, sooner than this dormant town shall be ma.
ured into IL Furnishing city by the men ho now doxe
away their time With" its sleepy limits, the dead
nle" Of brentwood shall rse from their messy z, aves
and lie their marble monuments into tradesmen's
ma house.
Yet here has the late la.nen'ed Damphooi resolved
to bury himself. establishing thersby an undsputed
title to the expressive name he bears; and l can
only hope that ia his eAie stray newspaper may