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The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1857-05-30
PETER r. SMITH,

Bosx sfsnRR AND BLANK Book MANrFAcruRER
Ioua Hresue, opposite Post Office, Muscattne,
up stairs third story. Printing, Ruling and Bind
ing Of every description executed to order in the
beat style, on short notice, and on reasonable
terms.
E.s- Blank Books constantly on hand. Old
book ssrebound
NIB Book binders stock for sale. 26tf.
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Eil!ibHsterS Shot,

New ORLEANS, May Is
Arrivals from Mexico state that the
Sonora fillibusters were all shot on the
9th. The country is quiet
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Why not Assail Judge Story - .N.r

= tF. ----~ --.- = |-----"
"Nhy not Assail, tho,4 promncot
Democrats here, who contend that the
doctrine of ''squattor Sovereignty" er
doses Normoalsm and Poiygamy t
We give this as our reply, to tie ara,
Gle in the North HesL--Naduque Ts-
Lnnn
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%#3z# ~ IoHU SLy.
One door east of the Post Office. p ri
DlaBk Books, Of all kinds kept constant
ID w on hand. Counties supplied with all
kinds Of Blanks Records and other books tor
County Offices, at short notice.
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DENTIS
MsGALLEY L. PULsIFER,

Dentists, n Cerar Rapids, Lua
Have Abe pleasure f annnuncing to the citi-
zsas of Upton and vicinity, that they have made
arrangements that one OF them will be in Tip
ton crl the drst Monday in each month, and spend
one week In the practice of their profession
AL operations entrusted to them shall be exc
cuted In the most workmanIike manner.
gg~Office at the Temperance House. 20 ly
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MEAT MARKET.

~A BY DAN uARRAs. Opposite the Al
1& arich House, Upton Iowa.
AsaaEsx BEEF can be had regularly every morn
ing Sundays excepted a6tf
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"Astrilaony,'' said ii uoderu Bcnedic.
the other day, ''proluocs remarkable rev
o'utions. Here an |, for Instance in
ten short months changed from a sighing
lover 10 a loving sire"
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Rffribut,ou.

4 brute ia Auburn, braidcd'a BIT of
lead IN the end.of his whip, in 3ordert 10
draw blood with certainty every time he
'ashed his horse; but at the hrst stroke
the pellet struck 4 buckle, Or some hard
substance, flew back into tho'scyc Of the
cruel man, and pua it out, Who mourns?
The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1857-05-30

What poor world this would he wi,h-
ont woman and newspapers, How woald
news get about Itseares as just 10 think
of it. ~ .ts
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spICER,

4 Tr0RSEi AT LAW. and Solicitor In
y thaacc-y, VII practice in the several
,,antics Of ti3s State, and give rrornt attention
"a collecting claims. Convcy yahefng and Exam
iuiur Titles bf Real Fssate. - s .. 's+"
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De DoochTans rot tont want mir koaa arouse,
Moatnt talk TO de girls Of Temperance house.
The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1857-05-30

ATTORNEY ANs csNtsiLLeR AT Law.
VI I'LL Purchase and sell Raai Estate. iocste
W Land Warrants. attend to the avneif of
Taxes, Investigation of titles, ,conveyancing, &c.
Particular attention given to collections. All
ba-in - in.rustel to his care, will b! atteaded
70 with psaaplness AID Fidelity. ~.g
- Office in the Court House with The Re-
earler. Istaa. Iowa. -aa. a~..r.... ..r...s .
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epca such occasions, went and stood in the end
ao'r count the strokes. Ollie and l counted,
700 bat before we had got up to sixty, l heard
thefr9at gate open and shut, and the voice of
our nearest neiehbor, Polly Smith, talking with
my mistess. They entered the kitchen; and
| when the k]atter called me in to bring pail of
water foI the pond, Mrs. Smith glanced at me
eUOusly as she said:
"Yol'X take her to the funeral, s'pose?"
II s,nbse so, though it's all nonsense. She
ot't ~ nothin' about him besides, she
ami oct a rag of mourning"
"a - mi at all likely that the Town will
buv - Then, we've been to about ex.
- ~ uet anJh T think, between her and him.
d., enous oIts II .hink strange if you don't
aLo h tnsI responded the woman. Couldn't
~ aeM GC want ter lend to town poor?" asked
Z$unie, dryly.
.ssTSure enough but there's Steve Leete's
1fsce, down at the Cove, she's got black dress
g wtuld jest about fit her." said Mrs. Smith,
Lee another glance at me-for, to my shame
AtaId, had not thought of stirring from
fecksI" and Steve's folks ant ever and
particular about such things"
10y glance of the womau's eye S-4p< Mrs
aiants attention to me, and, with cuff which
yet along about your business, and dont
stand there, with your mouth wide open"
E"Who's dead?" l asked, my curiosity getting
7he better of my prudence.
@Why, your grant Their, child. Don't Vol
know 7" said Mrs. Smith
. "Granther!" | echoed, unmindful of Mrs
limits angry gesture and uplifted hand. 81
didn't know as had one."
/ 'fWell, you know it now" screamed my mis-
geSs, -" if that's any comfort! Old Nathan
Day was your gran'ther, and he is to be buried
tomorrow forenoon. 1t wouldn't be so easy
ellin' who's your father. Now, be off with
Fou."
i took the pail, and made my way to the
,ond. 1t certainly was comfort to me
Pr the first timefn my life, felt as if 1 be
4ged to somebody was somebody myself
fhad hadSG grandfather The fact that he
Qs; gwen then, lying dead, made no difference
18th my feelings. | scarcely thought of it then
3ut wondered what he was like. l had seer
I'D gray-headed Mr.. Gates, with his little
,randson on the horse before him. Was my
grandfather like him? Did he know l was
lere, at Grannie Hunts? Why did he never
'ome to see me, and why did l not live with
nm, as Alfred Gates did with his grand
ather?
TO BE CONTINUED
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For the National Era
THE AUTOBIOGRAPHY

= nat. al : chCtAiG Z
Gan, Lima"
"What is the use? YOU know aIl-all
that is of interest, already, HakeemI
! am neither Druse of Mount tanus or
tae Southern Sparades; but to eveI woman
Heaven sends a Hakeem = prophet teacher.
r9gealer-and he to whom | SPOKE W, mine.
lie smiled, and, pointing to a smaIbulbous
root in glass vessel upon the windOwsll, said ::
6 have seen that same plant giving in
tropical luxuriance on the banks OF 1, Nile,
beneath the shadows of the temples of[arnae
and Luxor. l know well its botanicahistory.
Jet watch its development here witt ao less
interest. l must have what / ask"
"You are despot."
Never mind. Despots love trophiesf their
victories, the old historians say. l mu: have
mine."
"Yours, sir; your victories! :"
"Yes!" He caught me by the shuIder.
and, turning me around until we both feed 3
large mirror, added
"Look there, my gypsy, and leny my lurels
ifyou dare !"
saw but l Will not tel what ] saw.
Enough that yielded, and promised I'd write
out the story of my life; bat before NV and
vas released by the Hakeem, or ny eve t,,nad
ifOm the mirror, a tall, sallow quiet man ,amo
rom near the CRATE, where he HAD been SIZING
developed physically and mentally. as tho7pbt.
in the mystic fumes which arose from his cgar,
md laying his hand on my head a sec9nd
'arned as suddenly away, and stood gazing rom
he window into the dreary, lcggy, November
atmosphere, which shrouded tie citv as /, q
;sh.
took that laying on of hands, "a q bono.
diction, and thus my task was Commence
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i was a wait which the Dead Sea of povortv
cast upon the tender mercies of the town Of
Brainshand / remember no time when was
not "town poor" and did not live with old
Ceramic Hunt" in the Pond District a portion
of the town not remarkable for the respectable
ity and sobriety of its inhabitants.
do not know how the selectmen Of Brains
hand could reconcile it with their consciences.
to pat q little child with such person as SalIy
Hunt. / scarcely think they would have mt
their own children there, hut surpose tbev
sunk their own consciences in that OF the nah.
lie, and that dissolved them; fer did she not
offer tokeep me "whole shilling less ner week
than any one else? 2" besides, she was notor;ons
for neatness and industry; she would teach me
ato work and keep me clean '-vhat mora was
necessarily Why should blame them ? Are
there not many there nov, who dsen, these the
cardinal virtues, aud make them c,yar y !. ,onI.
titude Of sins? 2" Then, / was an ornban nt.
terly friendIess, I" with no one to care what did
become of me" as the old woman often told
me.
Indeed, can remember no tine ,ben 7 was
not made 70 feel that had no business 70 ba in
the world, and / early became soy If Isbma.
elite, giving back scorn for scorn, an hate for
hate. | could have given love for loa e there
had been any one for me to love itr 7 made
friends of all things without doors cen n the
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Unrmdui, ON its fowery strand,
oIGod's oa:asions drifting by.
Betir with naked nerve to bear
The needles efthis goading air,
Than, il The lap q sensual ease, forego
The Goiuke powtr 10 DO the Godhke aim TO know
Hone ofmY cart! 10 me more fair
.ar gay Versailles or Windsor's halls,
me pAsTSS1l ltingly town-house where
Inc ireehahs vote ior Freedom faIIsl
me eimpieFotcwhere prayer is made
Than Gotlre goin and colonnade;
The lrriRs temple elhe heart of man.
Than Rohe's aty-rcking vault or manv.snirsd Milan
XXIT
More dear thy CAlal VILLAGE schools
"here rich poor the Bible read
Ah@h classic hauwhere Prescrat rules
ana Learning 'ears the chains of Greed;
ny g'ad Thanksgiving, gathering in
Tue scattered sheYes of home and kin
- - ''"' Iicense blowing Lenten pains
Or hoydays of slaves ,ho laugb ard dana'
XIII.
sweet honOs nesle in these dsra.
spu perch aong these wooded s,xeIls.
''''' essoRs 4 &c adiaa wales.
they hear theFou(d Sabbat, han. -
it're dwels ao 1erlscnan suhli,,a
N'1woman winged 5ore her ,;,no
But, q the fault. bd 4. 5 OrIbs rao
Old b"o-bred virlu5 he'll ,eir not ua6oaoro,
XIV.
ere manhood str4 giles " the saka
VI mother, sistert aas,eT wife.
ne graces aud The loesvlich make
The music ofthe AsB fife
nd woman, in herb b. i,und
r duty, walks on hoy md.
Noipaid mental Ills ue s,nor here
lAf bad lesson earned.bt nam riobts 10 .
y XXX
:. Yen let the leg Nortt WILLOW,
Irhe trumpets oflhe con- storm
arrowy sleet and hind snow
fen slandng lines rahanstorm
pnng hearts shall ha The fed cold
gaiy as did ofol,
n,"n "o I watch hem hem 'nI n frosted pane
nd will trusi that He weeds
~ AAsues 4isssAssu-SSSs -
Wsse.hangs yOn alders crimssbeads M
- s.ijI -1S ihesd MOSES. sstand r.s
50 as lie hath do nee
~ "'ious care 10 'e and me;
- Ill nc ask a-Sh', from wr,n5 debar,
H"' 4 earth rows dark make brighter every 8,
NXNU
havccnof seen, may not see.
Ny hopes for man take orm.lr fact.
But Gdd will give the victory
In due time; in that faith act
And he who sees the future snre
| The battling present may endure
And bless, meanwhile the unseen Hand that, Iood,
he hearts desires beyond the hallin. stop of deeds
XXVIII
Aad thou my song send Thee forth.
Where harsher songs of mine lave flown
o. find place al home and hearth
Wherein thy singers name is noyvp.
Revive for HIM The kindly thought
! % friends; and they 'Eho love him not
Toucied by strain C thrc parth,rca NOV ,,
Inc and he Prohers all, lad thank hmfor thy sake.
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.tN A'r ~ II
He. F"< Ter Ehen he ash
k.i and 5grsf ous Il
siahae ita 90 a3ms
so s@ddcl st.a,
VI LIMA Lima! " he said, II am ARA
III, never go!"
90 here ?"
We with Him, as you promised"
tgor't care if don't!p answered. passioo
dent believe He wants to have mi
uld not make me live with old Gram;
What does God make such folks 60
A5 GOD, as you say, Ollie ?" | asked, SUI
l.f -uck by new thought.
',e ont make 'em So" he replied. thouoh
~ lie only lets EN- be. You know q
'Pt proqt that bent down for you, fol
ae :, eide en-, last summer, down by b
5' IL has never coIie UP straight agail
er Will, l guess. | spose somethin,
% $; Hunt Jest SO, when she was LID
. y obye, and made her grow cross ali
'o1e' and s'pose, too, she'll stay so,,'nlk
aa es her better"
y don't He, then, if he camp g
: ont know. | never thought abouA
ore. | guess it's because nobodyls aslA
en- let's us ask Hin, Ollie"
nd. Then and there, we knelt dow
'ea remember how earnestly / SECONDED
petition that Sally Hunt might becon
"oina' and how disapPointedYI !. :.
norninGscsd her more cross and % \
han usN : iiad much to learrsnsSa
an one of older gfwth, my fai' 'Su's
art wa, was still sore Sout rsMoUoJ So s! I
PAS little comfort in he's Il : 49,
be angels "liked me iuat
did not like myself
day in the autumn, VIII
gathering in the dry bear
kat an the she'd, the villag
The church was a mile az,
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XVI
And he, who 10 the lettcred wealth
OF ages adds the lore unpriced,
Tue wisdom and the moral health,
The ethics of the school of Christ:
The statesman 10 his holy trust
As the AtLenijm archer just,
* down. exiled like him for truth alone,
rs he not grs cd my home with beauty all his own
NVH.
What greetings smile, what fiirewells wave,
What loved ones enter and dctart
The good, the beautiful, the brars
The Heavenlenl treasures OF lac heart
How, conscious seems the frozen sod
And beechen slope whereon they irod'
. max leaves ru.iIe. and the dry grass bends
d, .a,h the shadowy feet of lost or absent friends.
XVIII.
fhen ask not why 10 these bleak hills
cling, as clings the iufted moss,
To bear the winters Lingering chilIs,
The mocking springs perpetual loss.
dream of lands where summer smiles,
And sOn winds blow from spicy isles,
n scarce would Ceylons breath OF flowers be swee
~ "a not feel thy soil, New England, at my reet
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Anc nus IL s my fancy blends
II AT hand and CIR and rare;
Aud While The same horilbn bends
Above the silver-s prinkled hair
Nh.h flashed the light ofmorning skies
on clildhOod's wonder-lifed eyes
Within - round of and sky and field
Ear with all her zones the Ko-,nos stands re-
veuled
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re, Tor the taint touched his phvs;cs, 49,.
Ty; better, truer more patient, loying s sonI
" AZ blows and coarse abuse fell unop hin,
n fula not swell with suppressed race a. n ~
III VIA lightning anger and seorn. ike No
nc oniy snr1ak little, and shut up his ann To-;
nou'n mule more closely. And in tba a. :.
L :sl evenings, when we were sent to The Ia
sSnel cnAmoer to bed-his bed occnnn;n :.
bo vIu Vi t ne long lean to room. and m;ne
.-;.S I'nor oitting beneath the high. narror
"iIuoW, ne tried to tell me why he bore -th;'
ana talked to me about Heaven and the AN e,ais'
Eau aaa made me fold my hands and say, "Our
ather with him.
On the wall, opposite my bed, which was
nearest the window, hung an old, rude, coarse
"ood engraving, representing the Last Judg-
lien. There were the hames-the long, red,
ieapng, twisting tongues of fire, amid which
wltned nultitudes of hideous devils, armed
WIN forks and spears, TRANSMITTING the unhappy,
gnastly sinners, as they fell down into the hor-
RIDE pit-while above the smoke and flames,
upon the clouds, benignaut-looking, (more by
contrast With the hideous group below. than by !
any sF ne artist) sat the "Son of Man,"
49,, 10, o. - with
| cToNns Of gold upon their heads and hafSs
1 NbnIl LntlE uduuSs SSOiOIc Oill0 came. L haHR
ben wont to look at the picture occasionalIv'I
| Ihos Oh my religious training had beer wholly
! leglected, was not ignorant of the name and
/ ,harac,er of Satan, and the contrast between his
ace a, that of the Man in the clouds pleased
ne. / liked to associate Grannie Hunts face
With that Of one of the fends.
Som few days after Oliver came, Mrs. Hunt
sent a, to neighbours after some buttermilk,
savind as she placed an earthen pitcher in my
hand
aNov be sure and fall down and break It'll"
/ did. In coming through our old ricketty
gate, ny dress caught upon something, and
pitched headOng, breaking the pitcher, tear
ing my cress, and badly bruising my arm. The
two first offences brought down upon my head
and ears a shower of cuffs the last only elicit
ed the remark that it was "a pity it was not
my neck
Ibid not cry, but stole up to our room, where
Ollie had ureSsaed me-, xnd gave way to such
burst f3nger and invectiye as fairly fright
9aed IL kcs ,hen~ 9e tried -to-eaafhes me,
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Shnt pomp OF rise and SHUT Of day,
hat hues wherewith. our Northern elm,
Makes autumn's dropppsg woodlands gay,
What airs outblown from ferny dels,
land clover bloom and syeetbrier smells,
a songs of brooks and birds what fruits and flowers
EN- woods and moon-lit SHOWS have in its round been
nArs,
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lY.ereon the Eastern lover sal,
,,e hor,e me over Rhine lands purple vines,
Nuaia's iawny sands, and Phrygia's mountain pine
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may we'll be glad that looks
Is srse.e~s - f.e ts%
. .suf he who his ma -sus.i
= aaash~is 'i.@ sa.- has Sc a ',ern III, 3
fh& ashie palace 81 Ind
kzsst round ham in HE snow and wind; !.
f'fo-s. -. one s"eo bFer Persian Han: smiles
And Romg's cathedral awe is in his woodland aisles.
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Wiat lack OF goodly coup any
When masters OF Ia" ancient Tyre
q Obey my call, and trace pr me
Their words OF mia lied tears and fire.,
talk with Bacon. grave and wi-r
"a l read the world VITA Pa+calS eyes:
Aad priest and sage. with SOLEMN hrows austare
And poets garland bound the Lords of Thought draw
near!
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CHAPTER /

Who bids for The little childre
Body and soul and brain?
Who bids for the little children
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And thus the SEX on his bed.
Tic toIler 10 his Ia * work bound.
Be- nd their prison walls ouisprrad
Their clipped horizon widen round
Willie freedom giving fancy waits
Liks Peters angel II the gates
me power is theirs Ia battle cstrc and pam
70 briug the lost world back and make il theirs again.
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7ssHlNGToN, D. c.
fTur t,or I.Naiional Era.
ZINE LhSl Whe~ IN hsElIMN

per the bare woods, whose outstrelched hs1,.s
flesd with The leaden heavens in vain,
sce beyond the valley lands.
The seas long level dim with rain.
Aro1hd me aii things, stark and dumb,
Seem praying for the SHOWS 10 come.
!, for the summer bloom and greenness eone.
VI winters sunset lights and dazzling morns atone
ii.
Alons the rivers summer walk.
TIE wihered tufts of asicrs nod:
uembles on its arid stalk
boar plume ofthe golden-rod
q the wind, that fails 10 stir
e pre- studded Juniper,
q. birch it'll buds OF purple shows.
berries tell where bloomed The sweet wild
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fire, is the only thing which I cannot forgiv,
Sally Hunt to this day.
r., let why should l not? Poor old soul al,
Knew not what she did," The heaviest ourst
OF grinding poverty is, that it stints the SON
as well as the body and she had been born in
nome, alas that we must so desacrata tbo
word, where vice and crime tainted the varv
springs OF life before her birth. and coarse
words, coarse deeds, poisoned tba motLar,o
MIX, and made it the fountain of b;ttornn a :
'na oisease, rather than healthy. happv life
az as she came to womanhood. she m;ssod go
makes @ 1n evangel of love, which 60 ofte
teacher , with woman, for the lack of oil 49,
promise IF sne either sighted or donItoJ a. !.
in q g. &c r, us coming, and ~ .ouD'ea tnel
bat.o. VI anger at her ~ az Gig nteen RrtlW
Hunt ner condition, she e ean, ana party I'd
wears her sa, whose youngest ch:1! old tHEik
cious, ill.temno., de was old. ;ne was
ness in that bo ow.. There could he ~
discord, mean sniff Dus there was Te'kz
children that w ee, h and anger: and =. tvs
Inospnere did not clear Il 1lnis misef sbls ~.
possible, worse; for the str, Dat rende4@ -
'SetHct rather born with tbs.S = n a,
heart, led her to- taLo .hs;- So sne III
slons, against the father, though she ruled tI -
with rod of iron herself-but only until thsyS
we're match for her in physical strength:
hen, they openly defed her. go
When the old man died, he revenged h;n,
self, by leaving all that he possibly could az Z
his property to the children of his first MAJ, I
Rage. Mrs; Sallys eldest boy soon followed
MS father, the victim of hereditary disease and
precocious vice; and the younger only LA
home, to lead a wandering, dissolute life. a.
Inc; 1, time of which l speak, he lived in New
ork, and sometimes made flying visits to hisl
mother, which frequently ended in high words
and oaths. Mrs. Hunt, who held her thirds inI
be stumbling old house and two or three dsIds
COX her revenge for the "robbery of hersslA
IND her children, as she called it, in most ces
ilally hating her step,sons, and doing thesai
very injury in her power. They returned tlsA
ee1Ing with interest; they killed her ssess,yl
'roke up her hens nests, and turned her cow,
9to the street, whenever they could get chanSe
e, on our part-d say zoe, for, much as az
iked Grannie Hunt, hated them worse; ~
hey s'Yevs rallied me q :" town door bra.y'I
I'd and asked aFef nv father. the q to1,,.,
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u Msthiaks oh friend, heir 1ce say
'In vain The human heart we mock;
Z Bring living guests who love The dav
"a Not ghosts who fy n crow of cock!
y The herbs share with flesh and blood
are better than ambro.ial food
Whh laureiied shades grant II, nothing 10th,
pai doubly bcs is he who can parake of both
XIV.
lie who miehi Plato's banquet grace
Have not seen before me sit,
And watched his puTitanic face,
With more than Eastern wisdom lit!
Shrcwd mystic who upon The back
H)f his Poor Richards Almanack
Wiling the SUITS song, the Genioo's dream
1AnSs Menu age OF thought TO Fulons age OF steam
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PAS little comfort in 'hex
be angels "liked me just /.
! l did not like myself b
; day in the autumn, VIII
gathering in the dry bear
kat an the she'd, the villag
] he church was a mile az,
, heard very plainly. Mrs
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= Yet, on hfe's current, lie who drifts
Is one with him who rows sails;
And he who wanders widest lils
No more Of beautys Jealous wells
Thaa he who from his doorway sees
The miracle of flowers and trees,
* The warm Orient IN the MONDAY air,
rom cloud minarets hears the call prayer
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know not how, IN otler lands,
The changing seasons come and go;
What spiendors fall on Syrian sands,
What purple lights Oh Alpine snow!
Nor how the pomp OF sunrise waits
On Venice at her watery gates;
dream alone 10 rne is Arno vale,
nd The Alhambra s halls are but travellers tale.