Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1859-01-24
& FINE POEM.

"The Professor at the Breakfast Table, thus con-
eludes his admirable contribution to the February
number Of the Atlantic Monthly II read this song
to the boarders after breakfast the other morning
II was written for eur fellews-you know who they
are, of course:
THE BOYS.
Has there any old fellow got mixed with she boys?
If there has take him out, without making noise
Hang the Almanaes cheat and the Catalogues spiteg
Old Time is a liar we're twenty Tonight
We're twenty. We're twenty Who says we are
mores
Gray temples at twenty 7-Yesg 7ghise if we please
Where the snowfakes fall thickest there's nothing
can freeze.
Was it showing spoke of Excuse the mistake!
Look elose-you will see not sign ola 2ake;
we want some new garlands for those we have shed,
Ana these are white roses in place of the red,
We've trick, we young fellows you may have been
Of talking lin publieI as If we were old
That boy we call Doctor and this we CALI
It's neat little fction-of course it's all fudge.
That fellows the Speaker enc ON the right
Mr. Mayor my young one, how are you Tonight
That's eur Member of Congress- we say when we
chaI;
There's the @Reverendv What's his name2-don't
make me taught
That boy with the grave Mathematical Lock
Made believe he had written wonderful book.
So they chose him right I'M good joke it was, too
There's = boy-we pretend-with q three-decker
That could harness team with logical chain;
When he spoke for our manhood IN syllableCt fire,
We called him 'the Justice'-but he's 1.-The
SQUIRE
And there's nice youngster of excellent pith--
Fate tried TO conceal him by naming linn Smith;
But he shouted a song for the brave and the free,
Just read on his medaE"My country'-''of theer'
You hear that boy laughing2-you think he's all
fun,
But the angels laugh too at the good he has done;
The children laugh loud as they troop to his call
And the poor nan that knows him laughs loudest of
allL
Yes we're boys-aiways playing with tongue with
And sometimes have asked-ShalI we ever be men,
Shall we always be youthful, and Imagining and CAV
Til the last dear companion drops smiling away?
Then here's to our boyhood, its gold snd its gray!
The stars of its winter, the dews of its May
And when we have done with our Hfe-lasting toys,
Dear Father, take care of Thy children, the BOYS!
TALL WALKING.--We have in our mind one
of the most wonderful feats of pedestrianism,
which, if it we're not well substantiated, would
be difficult Of belief. 1t took place number of
years ago. Mr. Schoolcraft, residing at Sault
ST. Marie, wished to send an express to Mack
inac distant by the trail about seventy five
miles. He sent for half breed called La
Branch, and told him that he must go to Mack
mac, and told him that he must start at IL
O'clock NJ, that day La Branch objected, as
there was to be ball in the evening of the
next day. Schoolcraft told him that he must
go, and that as be wanted to attend the ball, if
he was back from Mackinac by 10 o'clock the
next evening, he would give him twenty dol
lars extra pay. At o'clock he started and
the next day at 10 p. NJ, appeared again, hav-
ing gone the whole distance-l50 miles-in
"a hours. After receiving the promised TWEEN
ty dollars, he said che could have been in by
8 o'clock, but he waited two hours on the hill
back Of the town, for fear that he might get in
ahead of time, and lose his money" After
leaving Mr.. Schoolcraft's store, La Branch
went to the ball, and tripped the moccasined
toe until daylight.-Detroit Adoertiser.