The Tiffin weekly tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1859-1868, 1860-02-03

Press, in response to a toast. at the Editorial
Convention at Tfin, Jan 10. 1860.
"Arma virumquc cano."-Virgil
Scissors and man sing. .--Transi
The Rural Editorl My hero risol
Shame all the Homerio man mythologics!
Behold, our poet, with prophetic summing,
Has sung us how our Coming Man is coming;
(When the MillenDiums April crabs are ripe
King Of the Quill, Apostle Of the Type,
The Autoornt of Ink, High- Priest Of Air,
The Squattcr Sovereign Of an Easy Chart
To whom the I.s'.v Of giaat Times to be
Shall from their thrubbibg heart beat history;
Whose leaders oil The columns Of the world
Shall follow with their battle. flags unfurled,
Whose pamgaps Truths phalanxCs shall glo'
Whose lines shall be the highways deeds shall
lgo;.
Whose "fsts" shall black ihe bullY.cyss Of
Whose puffs shall sound-the shav6an din.
tucrgongl
This Editorial Corpse q pardon beg
Lies sound asleep in H. golden eggl
Buthe, the hero Of The Song sing.
Is here before you, taking wine aud wing;
Hatched and full-feathored, crowed for long
(ago-
His mother knows he's out, and Tifin know
Ink rcigns on earth and scissors now are 'some.
The Rural Editorss In MS Kingdom Come.
Sing, Muse, his birth, his mythic parentago:
Got in ess.room-lispiug o'cr mage
Forth, type Of wisdom, and lay form Of thot.
| The roller boy, the imn Of ink. is brought:
| The editor in heayenlrss ink-ubatiou--
| The may be Horace Greeley Of nation
The soul Of goodness in the devils skin
/ Opening, black, which lets the white lightin.
| my nllusun, here, is from the pruvcrb drawn:
| Nirginin's Hours is Mother of the Dawn.
Behind the hand press, innocent he sees
Nor knows his master is Archimcdes,
Moving the world he lives and moves in ever,
A pen point fulcrum Of the marvellous lever.
SLOW climbs he up the Art aud Mystery's
Igrade,
Grows lean on fat, fat on the garden spade:
Hears Of Hoes power-prcss, pressed by power
10 hoe,
And marvels could the indenturo mean it sol
| Roller to-day, to morrow carrier.b0y,
| A little, pale-face dream Of woe and ioy,
Whom boys admire for many yarn unrnverd:
/ His eyes begin tc see the world, unlrayeld
All, o'cr the barren laden desert, where
! Thot only b ooms, what miNges are thcrcl
| llumcsick, at times, he seas the market train /;
! Wandering, dream-like, to his home again;
Sees his glad brothers, in the june sweet air,
Toss the fresh hay, their shcaycs Of harvest
bear,
The Fircside CLEANS intoh hcart-how plain!
And his sNeet mother takes her hoy again.
His sisters steal around him with a shout
The foreman cuffs him: "Thcre, you've made
an OF To-
Vague discontcnimcnt troubles his sti i soul:
l"Nou need not pick, aud click, and nick, aud
troll.
But 10, the ray is his that leads to-day
In duiy's path. 'He will not run away
Into the future looks his lifted incc:
He keeps his STAND, for Duty pleads his CASE
Behold him on that case--a case Of lead
Some winter evening, lay dreaming head.
And 10, u vision; with pen and scroll
The unborn Editor "rushes on his soul :"
Long years of duus and caro- seem worn in
The wrinkles crawling round his eyes and
[chin
The Morning Star the evening Beacon done,
And long ago, and final, set ''the Sum
His conscious soul in extreme bitterness
Is weighed beneath the impressions of the
["The Press. "
Then-dream within dronm-the Editor
Slides bnck to deyiihood through rime's slid
ling door,
Bliss-doys Of ignorance and careless care.
When leaders rose (at tails at kitcs) in air
Till, finding sudden years and losing poppy,
He hears the ticnd.insinuation, "copyW
And awHkens from his embryo soul n snore;
How long I've done the Devils work nay,
[morc,
How long I've work'd the devil:" TO the prick
OF comrades pin. the devil-PIEs A srrcK
And leaves his dream. compounded dream to
And thank the Lord, that Editor wasn't her
Atlength the appointed hour arrives, and he
Is perfect in the art and mystery.
Perchance a jour' he wnnders here and there
Pilot himself his helm his mothers prayer
| parting she blessed him long ago apart
Lays hands on brow, steals whisper in his
[heart.,
Perhaps he gets a "sit" in Tifin city,
Or breathes in Cincinnati-more's the pity
A wanderer with an Open-pockct dash
He keeps no cash notes, takes no note of cash
Yet. while he clicks his type Of iactand sense
He spaces out, with quods, experience.
Repub. or Democrat, or hal and half
He gets opinions; thinks the wheat from chat
= Till-popl the bottle big with Rural thinkin'
The Editor rises--from a sea of inkin'l
When Venus rose from her foam. cradle, warm
The curves Of beauty waved into her fornl-
So, from the ink drops rising-foam immense
He takes the editorial linoaments.
Wisdom, alltarmed, flashed forth from Jove'
[grcat brain
Mincrva's son--witl scissors and p,nl
And, with deep confidence in empty pockets
Space bears "the Star;" (Some shooting star
are rockets
Behold him now, in his high chair Of Fate
Preaching lay sermons, laying eggs Of State
Beware the DouglasP See Buchanan's earsl
'DisuniOni Wait the open coffin, tearsH
OH In Of fHfs "a
Pray kiss the South asleep with nation-crimel
Gods North star blossoms in negro eyes, sir!
I Positive Wise-comparatively wiserp
q / A lions skin with us may never pass:
A liOn3 Nay, but look behind--an asst
'Kentueky's eyes, If rubbed by noble Clay.
Secs stars, at least--for Cassius clears their
fray.
2 Or, VICE VERSA, Locoioco-like
Sherman he ID muzzle, Wendell Phillips spike
T. Hook Salmon; and be rather stranded leewar,
: Than trust the sinking ship of State to Sc
8 ward
And vows were Hale and Giddngs chascd a
/. They'd take the U G R. to Canada.
And so for h. So he smokes aud flames along
Aud meanwhile TO subscribers ihrums a gong
b Wood wanted here subscriptions good 70
wheat
Il The Stars a widespread advertising sheet:
You'll find within it all you need in life
y Pills, groceries, dry goods, and perchanee
d [wifsl
'Ah, mind you've treasures long in heaven
: [laid up
b In Pluto's scales Heaven secs the printer
paid up
: Clips items from the sun-sheet Of the Hour,
The fall Of nations Of the rise Of -four;
He falls in love!--drinks deep the eyes o
Bell
Successful arm Of the Art esian we'll
4, Lover scissors Goosequillsl Wings and
[roWs think
!, Love takes the Chair; Love spills the Rural
J, lint
{ Run for the HOuss, he runs on home and Bell