Thibodaux minerva. [volume] (Thibodaux, La.) 18??-1858, 1856-01-05
Than what is right, no moralist can laud
If man must gain it by paous traudf

Does man living need events to show
That life is short-sn leads to wo:
Look at the tales the vanished year still brings
Like feathers dropp'd from his exhaustless wings
Norfolk and Portsmouth supply their story now to
guide
Man from folly unto reasons side;
Teaches that men with all their follies seem
Mere shadows passing in lifes fitful dream,
That deaths abroad in every breeze,
In every land, on all the seas.
All praise to Him who rules the land
With power omnipotent, and stays the hand
Of death, disease, misery and woe,
Mid desert sand and polar snow,
For saving grace throughout the year,
Life health and bounteous cheer,
For freedom from the fever's reign
Which NAV be traced on hill and plain,
And while grim death stalked DER our land,
And hurled his shafts on every hand,
God placed "the blood upon our door,"
Death saw the mark, and passed US DER.
To be serious now, my muse has brought my rhyme
Down to the present place and present time;
And Devil like, I'm bound to greet
NV friends with words both choice and sweet.
There's our neghbor over the street
Holder, banquets all the week,
For thousands cooking, prepares bill
Of fare, with elegance, taste and skill.
As in hotels one man for thousands cooks,
For mental food the mass to Bennett looks,
Who searches catalogues, tolls and reads,
Then by his judgment ladies' out your needs.
In art and science It's hard in truth,
To serve up dishes all tastes to suit;
And so to meet the great demand, o..
Gardner labors heart and hand,
And every thing that's rich and rare,
They cultivate with greatest care.
Had we space to follow up the theme
We'd find our place with toiling workers tenn
Mong those who act and speak outright
Are Fulford, Ragan, Bruff and White,
Dauns, Thompson, Campbell, Bello,
And many another clever fellow.
And here it seems our bounden duty
To stop and paint thing of beauty,
weakly print Of pigmy size,
Filled with stale jokes by foreign spies,
Who Arnold-like would barter liberty
And the dear birthright of the free,
The faith and honor Of the nation,
For power, pelf or paltry station.
+" God and our Native Land, f" like little Jack
Will break this mole-hill giants" back.
There let it writhe in foul contortions,
This Union" Of political abortions.
The Railroads done-the iron steed
Daily fits by will winged speed. 4
List to his snort and neighing shrill
Echoing aloud from field to field,
See as he opes his nostrils wide
The smokes wreathes cloud the prairies wide
The frightened witches," that whilome =.
Made in the Cypress Swamps their home,
And fancy elves that in ring w
Danced on the sward "besde the spring."
And nightly took their deilsh canters il.
To scare home-plodding g Tam O'Shanters,"
Have fed for aye, and never more
THEY'LL fright US with unearthly roar;
For Locomotives, like the day,
Chase all these mystic shapes away.
Our say is said, and now adieu
To pen and ink, the Muse and you;
May health be yours throughout the year,
And friendship true, and goodly cheer; .-
May all your drafts on Hope-f right
Be by her banker, cashed at sight. s.
Avoid the g smallpox keep from debt,
But first Of all things don't forget
To PAY The CARRIER. for his lay!
You're sound! Ahem! Good day, good day!