Delaware inquirer. (Wilmington, Del.) 1859-18??, 1859-11-05
FARM I'M THE WEST.

FARM I'M THE WEST.
Only night before last pale, care-worn
young man sat down upon one of the benches
in Lafayette Square His clothes were by no
means new-his beaver had "gone to Seed
and his shoes like those of Julian ST. Pierre,
were "minus half their soles." As the breeze
swept through the trees in the square, shud-
derran through the heart of the lonely man,
He saw the yellow leaves drop from their
boughs, and after being twirled and twirled
around and around by the tiny currents of air,
and would at last be whirled away, Heaven
only knows whittier He thought these leaves
were like his hopes, and that he was like the
tree that parted with them. In the green
spring-time of life his heart had put forth its
blossoms and its branches, and many a bird of
love trilled its sweet song through the dark
green foliage of his mind. But now all seemed
gone, and thought by thought, and memory by
memory, seemed dropping from the bough of
life lie heard the autumn wind signing
through his bosom, and clasping his hands
over his eyes he shut out the CLEANS of the
pale stars and wept to himself He thought of
his youth, the golden visions that his mind
had woven then and how like tho diamond
os,-work that Is melted by the SIM they had
all melted into Z" thin air. lie thought of the
struggles that he had gone through-thc perils
that bc had ,ossod--ho,, from, mann lin morr
In had ,ohored mn, far b;wse,f I'm, far otl,ers
and more than All how lis pro,d heart had
been ohl;gcd in how IN tbe
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Inns woro smile and be chooroa bis family
with words of hope and love. Kissing his
children, he babe them good night, and slept
and dreamed those cold grey dreams allotted to
the children of poverty The next mornlng,af-
ter he had eaten his humble breakfast, he came
down town, 10 earn the piitance of those who
are doomed to labor. His heart hung in his
bosom like u load of lead, and he bit his lips in
order to suppress his agony. llisrent was due,
and every iarthing he had on earth was gone.
lie thought of his pale-faccd wife and little
children, and imagined that he saw them shy-
ering in the cold air, houscless and defenccless.
Ills face was bent towards towards the ground,
and walking along with heart brim full OF
agony, he suddenly saw little piece of paper
that looked like bank note, lying on the pave
ment, lie graspcd it like n miser-but alas
it was only a ticket in the Havana lottery He
took it down town, however, and in n cabaret
in the Third Municipality, asked what No. SO,
dGl mad drawn
Z" Have you that number?" asked the bar
keeper, with surprise.
HYes-herc il ;s - was the onswer
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ana conln hihg pack WIN scorh inc iahnts into
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