The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1858-05-08
Tribes Worth Noticing
From, ,he Chicago journal,

low, where the lrHpprf steals uGlAclcssly
along, uDr Aoada the 'lloyoilIo' that heats the
into Foam and starlles the
Prairie BIRD from its covert by the shore.
There comes the 'Southroti' with irs heart
d fire and the runlo6' with it' 0sg uufurled,
leaving tie Crescent Cly hohind, glides on
to meet the North STAR while the Dawn
turns the deep into Pca,,' ~
The Pioneer passing ON lis way sees the
d1g Of the Columbia uumrlcd pfar, nud ~
ihwlrt the cloudy Hammer Of the 'llainbow,'
stream lho Meteor and the star and from
out lhc White Cloud Of the Storm, swoop
the Eagle and the Falcon,
The West Wind comrs With Zephyr in
ils trains there the Antelope aud the'Arrow'
vuging after it,vhilcthc 'Ongc'N thcChicf
appear in the distance, ThcGreen Noun
tain Boy dashed fst to lho Western Belle
and the buckeye lido boy side with the Maid
Of Orleans and the Creole Relic, AWAY they
glide to the song Of ga life on the Ocean
Wave"
When matchmaking parent sacrifices his
king Mcuclus, who before leaving Troy Of
fcrrl hi, daughter as victim 10 the gods,
In order 90 win propitious breese- for the
home voyage
We say happy a' bird when one is ns
happy os be- can bee, which il ony % specimen
Of the very strange notions almos, everybody
cnicrlaius, Of whatever was not made in the
exact likeness ard image ofoursclvcs. Have
YOU never heard that bird, have sometimes
hccn made to sing the swcctcr by putting
ont their ewes We saw, the other DAY,
bcvyof plumcd songstcrs that were brought
from yAo ould countric' bcyoud the Atlantic,
and they sang beautifully ipdccl,,andin'hcir
viekcr.corcs to-day are no doubt pouring
out their little hearts in melody How very
happy thcy must be- cNcmims everybody
only hear theme,iug' And pray, what else
couhi they do' You have robbed them Of
their wings they can Hu,tcr but not ily y-
Song IS their ,crrocuar' they never learned,
nnothcri ym, sing for JOY hut hcy, when they
nrc sad Aud-vlulc You congratulate your
srifuf--t r,t'tt-tlr f.iiei'V ef segF hsFless
captive. hc may be remembering the waving
woods and nowrry Gardcns Of his native land
aud eiehine, 40 ho thinks. in that son song
YOU love so well,
A line nC Cnal.liALAa4-.l,-.-l-.---
In Central America. Think Of the cry right
up' amung the ruins Of the temples Of the
sun -
NLaEs- -al.lAiS- -ancn uall.cl u rus,linE ro.
hes Of gold and turned in homage to the
breaking day, the mud.bcsnnttcrcd wheels Of
O four.m-haud ron sacriligiouNy along
Where Ircas sat in state, now Yankee loung-
crs whistle Lucy Ncal,' or cockney tourists
.'qui2' the dumb and crumhling ruins.
II was not enough that they launched a
suffering steamboat on the Tihcr, and
lunchcd ON saudvchcS the villa Of Cicoro (;
not enough that thcyraiscd turnips on tho
plains of Marathon but they must disturb
the eloquent solitude Of an older age, and
leave NO, an accessible spot on the face of the
globe without smell ofncw paint or being
tickc,cd for market
1t is realizing the fable of that ancient
stupid "'o obtained the power OF turning
everything into gold and starved IN the m'dS'
OF his glitter
/ There is IN this world of ours "A place for
everything from the weaver Of faneies and
the maker OF laccs to him who cuts IRON bars
into ribbons for railroads, or drives the loom
laf Tho swelling canvas
! But if the world will have it so there is no
law against hanging out a hnckster's sign at
the tomb Of the Capulets, or driving bakers
cart over the graves of the lncas.
LII
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