Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1858-06-03
Our Social Circle.
Written for the Green Mountain Freeman.
The Emigrant.

Death desoates many households; emf
grafton more. Scarcely has the boy left his
mothers bosom, ere his soul is fired by the
spirit Of ambition, and waited in the aerial
car Of Fancy, to the golden shores, and glori-
GUS plains Of the laroff West, and he lays
there the foundations Of those air-castles,
which he builds high among the clouds, and
which his youthful Imagination invests with
wealth, power, fame, and glory. Fancy
crowns his head with imaginary aurels, and
he exclaims in his impatienco, would | were
man "
A few years more of eager waiting, and
he is a man, and the air.castos of his boy
hood are brushed hastily aside as mere Gre
atoms OF his youthful fancy, as they were,
to give place to those which, as man, he
considers more real substantial and firm. He
is man, now; how can he be mistake
Does he not know that he shall work out for
himself glorious destiny? All, yes, with
the newborn hope of a youthful heart he is
sure of it, and with eyes fixed upon this bea-
con light, ne takes the parting hand OF his
friends for the last time, bids his first good
by" to the parental roof, is borne swiftly
away by the snorting iron-horse, his feet soon
press the soil of Kansas, but the su only,
for he meets there none save strangers, in
whose hearts and homes there is no room for
the wanderer. He looks around upon this
scene of wild desulation, land exclaims, a where
shall be my home2"
Memory points back to little New Eng
land village, and well-known cottage there,
and for moment he forgets all his firm re-
solves for the future, aud drops silent, man
ly tear to the me DRY of those he left be-
hind, and he now realizes that long years
must elapse ere the laurals which he had
woven in the dreams oil his youth, could be
placed upon his brow; long before that, dis.
ease, suffering and death might lay him
where no fond ones could weep over the
strangers grave. AT parting with these
loved ones, his schemes of ambition had driy.
en- sorrow from his mind, but with these
homeslck feelings comes the realization, that
There are moments in life that are never forgot
Thatbrighten and brghte life steals away,
They give charm to the lowest lot,
bright light unfading to the darkest day,n
Lonely and sad are thoughts like these to The
emigrant; but he has chosen for his motto
"Never give up and he springs to his fee
and cxcaims, :" | am not child, am ,
man, and mans toll, aud mans renowl
are before me- aud with strong hand and ,
willing heart, Lwill perform the one and viii
the other"
Il Years have passed, and he is now an Of,
man, and although the whole dream Of hi
W youth has not been realized, yet he ha
wealth, aud power, and what is of far NOR
worth to the aged, the respect OF his felo,
men.
Across the sea, in the fumble home of
German peasant, busy hatAs are at work
and sad and busy thoughts ill the minds c
the workers. A sister drops a silent tea
over the garment she is stitching, and pra
or goes silently upward from the mother
heart as she knits the sock for her darlin
"emigrant boy.' The same thoughts, an
the same yearnings have filled the heart c