Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1858-06-25

l looked, and drawing up chair,
Down sat a man beside me.
Ills dress was ancient, and his air
Was somewhat strange and foreign.
He eivilly returned my stare,
And said, "I'm Richard Warren -
you'll find my name among the list
Of hero sage and martyr,
Who, in the Maynowcr's cabin signed
The first New Eng land charter.
| coCLD some curious facts impart-
Perhaps, some wise suggestions
But then I'm bent on seeing ishts,
And running Ger with questions
Ask on, said | "Ill do mybcst
To give you Information,
Whether of private men you ask,
Or our renowned nation
Says he, "fr,t tell me what Is that
In yon compartment narrow,
Which seems to dry my cyebalis up,
And scorch my very marrow
His finger pointed 10 the graie-
said i-"rhat's lchish coal,
pu. from the earth h"-hc shook lis head -
alt is upon my soul -
then took up bit Of stick
One end was black rs night,
And rubbing itquiek across the hearth,
When 10, n sudden light
My guest drew back, uprolcd iscycs,
And strore his breath to catch
What nceromaurys that he cried
Quoth |. a friction match"
Upon pipe just overhead,
turned little screw,
When forth with instantaneous fash,
Three streams of Ii shtning flew.
tprosc my guest Now hcaN cn me save
Aloud he shon ci ti.cn,
as that he'll fro - I'll, gas, aid |,
We call it hydrogen.
Then forth into the fields we strallod,
4 train came laundering by,
Drawn by the n riing iron stcci,
Sw'I,er than.easles fly.
Ru'ublins the vhcels, the whistle .hrieked
Far streaincd the smoky cloud.
Eehoing the hill. the valleys shook,
The lying forests bowed.
Down On hi: knees, With hands upraised
Toworship, Warren fell
"Great is the Lord our God, cried he
lie doeih all things welt"
I've .ecn his chariots Of FIRE.
The hurscmrn, too, thereon;
u, may | ne'or provoke his ire,
Nor at his thrca,enings scoh.
'.Ri,c up, my friend, risc up said |,
Your terrors all are vain
That was no chariot Of the sky,
Twas the New York mail train"
We stood within chamber small
Men came the news to know,
Prom Worcester Springfield and New York,
Texas and Mexico.
1t camc-it went silent but sure
lie stared, smiled, burst out laughing;
"What witchcraft's that ''"Its what we call
Magnetic tcegrarhing.
Once more VIC stepped into the street;
said Warren, "What is that
Which moves along across the way
As softly as a cat -
mean the thing upon two legs,
With feathers On its head
A moustrous hump below its waist,
Large as feather bed;
II has the gift Of speaeh, | HEAR
But sure it can't be human -
"My ainiablc friend, said /,
That's what we call womau"
Eternal powers , it cannot be,
Sighed he, with voice that ialtered;
II loved the women in my day,
But oh they're strangely altered"
l showed him then new machine
For turning eggs to chickens,
A labor saving uENNERf,
That beats the very dickens.
Thereat he strongly grasped my band,
And said, IT'S plain to see
This world is so rRASsMoGRnIEp,
Twill never do for me-"
"Your tclesraphs, your railroad trains,
Your gas lights, friction matches,
Your hump-backed women, rocks for coal,
Your thing which chicken matches,
Have turned the earth SO upside down,
No peace is left within it
Then whirling round upon his heol,
lie vanished in a minute.
Forthwith, my most yeracious pen
Wrote down what had heard,
And here, dressed up in doggerel rhyme,
You have it, word for word.
The man that was too poor to take