Litchfield enquirer., 1857-12-31

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 Wiped his old glasses, kindled up the fire, Sent to the post, and with the news supplied, F'''e. asleep and dropped it by his side x Are tears recorded will book of sghs In that Great Day, reveal to angel eyes, The deep regrets for resolutions made, That lived no longer than passing shade, Swept by the south-wind, when the meadows lay Dewy with blossoms, or perfumed with hay If so, what history of our vanished years, The gnawing grief that knew no vent of tears, The jocund laugh that marked heart Of ,pain
 That longed for night to hide itself again What truth, alas those heavy words express, The heart keeps record of it's own distress !' But why repine As fades the longest day, Longest the hills in twilight beauty stay; | No night 50 dark, no bosom so o'erthrown, But day has dawned, and dewy hope has flown;
 Streaming the sunlight OCT the rugged glade, Where bleeding feet had heavy impress made j; l So to the years since have known these hills,
 These wind-y;rt mountains, vallies, and sweet rills,
 Peace, peace I'll sing and now with freside cheer,
 Talk OCT the history of the fallen year. Straight from the faueralof that fallen day, The guests returned to join the festive play. The mrth, the song, the bridal of the hours, Where cypress wreaths are twiued with orange flowers White over Nature was a mantle thrown, Crispcd were the hrs, the earth with ice-drops strown, | Tall piles of snow mace minarets and towers, A.d white payodas, crystalizcd with flowers; , The pantilg team, with nostrlls frosty white, Loaded with bells, went dashing out of sight ; The sow-pmced oxen dragged the pondero',s l sled, | Oft by the brood mare most securely led Tine uittened boy, with sleigh and skates went by,
 Aud BcrcaS seemed to revel in the sky. The world moved on, and all the news that came Was full of snow-drfts, s,,o%x-drifts all the As those whirh sportcd with tile railroad tracks,
 Block, d the highway, and crushed the snotI.- | cred stacks.
 But now came. tdngs of a sudden death- Brooks, Brooks is gone Y Was heard OH ev- cry breath:
 And who Is Brooks Go ask the clotted gore 1 Where Sumner felI-upoh the Scuate floor. And here were tidings of q murder dire l A dentist killed, and Bond street all on fire A bloody, bloody tragedy indeed, Which minds depraved did long with horrors l feed,
 Stretching it's detail, till Septembers sun Laugh,d at the scene, and turned it into fun, While Baruum took the baby newly born, And meu gaped w,de upon the thug forlom. Look out for squalls the alma.,acs here sta
 ted,
 Aud now Buchanan was inaugurated. 1 Next in its order came the Bribery case "Now hide your heads, aud cover in your dis
 grace Cried out that meanest of all charlatan prints, Tue Hartford Times, which ne'er at honor
 squuts, -~ But drags its leugth amid the slime of lies, Followed by troops of vile, annoying flies, " ho in the dark the sides of Freedom stab, Aud sell their virtue like public drab. New England has no bribery for shame, Aud Lltch6ed County still retains its fame Next was tue satire of the gentler tar, , Women were found who nothing had to | wear:"
 Rythm and music, where moral sleeps,
 With cold tremor OCT our heart-strings , creeps, Flora McFnmsy is no poets dream, Tao' satire cla ms her for its scornful theme
 Her worn-out heart and fossil, cold affections
 Were but shadow of the sad reflections !, Of weary sires, whose hours of toiling care Still found their daughters without aught tt
 wear
 And now were matters of grave import,
 The dark decision of our highest Court
 A man proclaimed heaceforth DO more man Though made the image of the Great AM,
 An earthly power intrudss it's feeble nod,