The Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, Ohio) 1853-1861, 1858-01-07
OADRIINI29S Address,
TO THE PATRONS OF THE
PERRYSBURG JOURNAL:
January l, 1858.

HAPPY NEW YEAR, is the greeting to-day,
As blithely as twelve months ago,
And the carrier-boy comes with his annual lay
Or gossipping rhymes, as you know
Though times are SO shockingy hard 1t seems rash
To rush into blind speculation,
The printer-boy ventures his holiday-dash
Atthe magnatcs in town and the nation.
Some few, who, ayear since, were but common men,
Now tower above us like Sauls
And fashions are changing rs you may see, when
Great masculines strut forth in shawls
Sudden developments strike men with awe
And wouder at natures portent;
But Wood county knows neither limit nor law
In "punkns" of marvellous extent. .
Our town hasn't grown very much-that we own
In streets, blocks or buildings, or pave; [grown,
But in craftsmanship, soul, and "he honorsn we've
We've morals, we've manners, we shave
We cast down no glove, nor vainly display
Our products of mind or the soil,
But in turnips beets corn all the world must give way
And our democrats all go "by HOyl."
OF science and art, such polish mankind
In the pulpit, the forum, the press,
Our peers it were doubtless hard job to find,
But we boast Motive only confess Taught
Then our Schools where the rudiments freely are
And enforced 18th the birch, like pang, Taught
Owe their thrift to the "6oard in whose praise to say
Will be thought supererogant slang.
The year past has learned us one lesson full we'll
Our valley abounds in great men
Old historic pages of actions here, tell,
OF valor unequalled since then
But of civic renown and political fame,
OF our brilliant array we need now only name
Little Douglass acting right bower"
fine "model artist" is Jimmy Steedman,
A type of the times" you must know
His admirers embrace all the choice-spirt" clan
At the polls, for fight" " free show ~
The lads, when not maudn, are temperance men,
Praising God for a bit of Spree"
But pass them temperance law, and then
Live Goals on a terrapn see.
Take thirty, the best drinking men in the town,
And swear them AGAINST the tapman,
And they cannot tell white or re1H liquor from brown
Pump truth out OF one if you can;
They have others drink and have drank at the bar
But know not the liquor poured out,
Whether sparkling or STILL whether wine beer, or tar
Whether strychnin', or lightning, or stout
Apoor nowsboy may not be expected to know
The philosophy taught by the sages,
Yet we read of some wise man, who long time ago,
Laughed folly to shame in past ages.
Let laugh while we may though sardonic laugh
And excite a broad grin when we can,
If derision won't reach the poor devils who quaif
They have not the true grit OF man.
OF important events the year past has been rife,
Some pleasant, some painful and sad.
Of the last, was he Wholesale destruction of life
The sea whelms its thousands when mad.
In India, black Sepoys in mutiny rose
And murdered all whites they could reach,
The females were iiendshly tortured, and those
Who had piously gone there to preach
Since last New Years. Buchanan has taken his seat
And the Union been saved the tenth time;
| No equal of this ambdeXterous feat
Was Ger written in fable rhyme.
| Nine mystical lives has the common house-cat,
| But the Union, most strangely, has more;
IT, the party" should split and the world survive tina
| Then chaos may rattle and roar
| Love of country, we learn, is very fine thing
Nought more lovely except party drill,
Yet some practical sense to the matter now bring,
And see if the world will stand STILL
Squatter sovereignty" long was the party" war-cry
A rule by which all must abide,
| But rutlian officials every agency try
| The people to Kill and oerrde.
Drunken hordcs from Missouri in thousands were cas-
| On the fair tielus of Kansas, a blight;
| To drive oil the id Yankees not let them past
| By the "rulliaus" and Pierce was thought right.
! Months and years this went on, and soldiers wer
But behold when last their strength it is thought
| They toM VOTE what change has occurred
To pofe is more sacred by far than to Ire
| And enjoy the fruits of ones toll:
! But a vote isdminishedtenfold If it give
| Its sweigh, to the cause of free soil
Little Dug was the agent through whom were sent
| These evils from Pandoras box,
| Deyoutly we hope he may live to repent,
4 Die martyr, like Stephen, from "rocks."
Kind patrons, live on, just as long rs you can.
i BE happy and rich and refined,
i The very best to be made of a man
| Is to iooik both his body and mind.
or the life we nov have we sure while il lasts,
| Let us itpe, while live IN taH play
u And in sunshine rain or winters cold blasts
The JOURNAL its visits will pay,