The Hillsdale standard. [volume] (Hillsdale, Mich.) 1851-1909, 1861-01-08
CARRIERS ADDRESS.
JANUARY lst., 1861.

JANUARY Ist.. 1851.
A welcome, kind reader. with happy New Year
S dear With sr..ins. ,S We Ss
or pleasures the brightest, and fath that is true
! A moment pray hearken-the old year is dead
The snow sbrouds bis bosom so pplseiess p and Soa;
| Aud cold Winds low chanting his virtues unfold
The past, all in vision, the poet now sees
A Spring OF Iieh beauty, babe smiling born,
The blooming of flowers, the humming OF bees,
The sowing OF wheat fields. and planting Of corn.
And Summer, fair lady, with rnglets Of gold,
Fresh nedwith the verdure and beauty of sPhnS
Bright, tripping and dancing, now comes 10 unioiu
The treasures and pleasures her fairy hands bring
She crowns with true rladness the hopes Of the past
Aud farmers are joyous watching their fields,
| They the rich haryests secure from the blast
The prospects so pleasing OF bounuui yeios'
Thus harvess Of plenty have covered Of yore,
The hard times, the dry times, the hooong OF ram
And faded with sunlight the gloom they once bore,
! And made to rejoice the good farmer again
The vision is changing, the wigwam's in sight,
And freemen in council have chosen their man
Yes, honest ABE LINCoLS-siI feet four in height
terror to tyrants aud Toe 10 iheiT ean'
child Of the people, man ma Of true u, worth. worth.
His country now honors his station and birth,
And hopes cheer the homeless with visions OF nome
The South are in motion, Palmetto flags wave,
While cries OF disunion, aud sighs OF the slave
From cotton and cane fields are echoed aiar
'we rule or we'll ruin" the South loudly cry,
For reemen long frightened have bowed to their word;
Tis life IL conquer-deieated we die
We've for secession, with peace or the swofd.
'Gainst father and brother they'd lead us TO war,
And break up Union, the pride of the earth;
That old Constitution with CORY hands mar,
And shroud with dishoncr he day OF its birth.
Buchanan in weakness, too, tromnle, with fear
As King Belshszzar when feasting OF old
For Meme, Tekel, and Upharsin appear;
His knees knock together, his blood running cold.
No Jack son in spirit, he bows to the storm,
Declaring his weakness. his lack or all powers
To quell a rebellion. secession in form,
That gloom just before US now dArkens ana lowers.
But ABE will endeavor to stay the 6erce blast
That now has been raised for political ends;
No tyrant in manner, no servant TO caste.
man OF true courage-old ABE mover bends
The scene again changes-'tis Royal array,
And Alberts late visit has strengthened our hands;
Columbia's fair daughters rejoiced in the day.
And cables OF "good will unite the two lands.
And may this truo friendship forever remain,
And goodness and great combine in their might.
Till tyrats and despots have ceased their dalk reign,
And all men rejoice Ia full freedom and light.
Honduras now passes the canvas is light,
The people rejoicing that Walker Is dead,
And ali his wild dreaming is shrouded in night.
The schemes OF his folly like phantoms are fed
Nay every false 10 the rights OF mankind,
Like Walker be taken and sentenced To die,
Till mad-caps so reckless shall everywhere find
That justice may tarry but never will lie'
The views still dissolving, present sight
Tom Sayers and Keenan, in battle array.
While thousands of rufhans rejoice in the light;
OF Nations called christians be proud OF the day.
The prairie. Of Kansas pass shrouded In gloom,
The people are suTrng and dying for bread:
Their wheat fields and crops blasted in bloom
The earth bare beneath them-daik skies over head.
band of true freemen they stood for the right.
To rufians and brib'ry ne'er bending the knee,
TIL over those praries, like banners Of light,
The star flags we're floating, aud Kansas was free.
Their call Is loud one-the starving there speak!
Ye rich and ye wealthy in garner and store,
Contribute your mite TO the wants of the weak,
Till bleak, dreary Winter and famine are Ger.
Next werdly in mag &c comes sadly and dark,
The IN ournng OF lake storms, the rppiing o, Waves
The gloom shrouded steamer, the life laded bark,
The dying OF loved ones, and watery graves
The hearth stone is shrouded in many home,
And mourners are weeping-the sorrow IL vide
For orphans and widows are mantled in gloom;
Their dear ones are buried deep in the cold tide
The vine lands OF Itly before us now rise;
The darkness and war clouds have aoated away,
banners Of freedom float meath the bri Sht skies
Where brave Garibadi has gained the dark day.
A nd now by the Tiber the freedom of Rome.
Where once in her grandeur she governed the oarth
again crowns the peasant brings peace TO his home,
whiie sunlight is flooding tbs land Of his birth.
Those valley, and hilltop. all covered with vines.
That sun land OF beauty and classic renown,
A gisn in the strength Of her majesty shines
Her men are all heelnen-- tyrsnts there froun.
The port. OF Japan are, too, open at last,
A country for ages secluded and strange;
A nd CONNIE rec her products before us has cast,
Aud now her dark merchants agree to exchange
Ambassadors here the mission ave made,
So novel TO Yaukees, in costume and mien.
While they too in wonder at Western parade,
Returned with strange stories of what they had seen
OIL China has also iuvtedt to 'ea
The rest OF the world, in her massive grey walls;
Her gates wide open, her harbors free,
And travellers visit the Emperor, halls.
The heather in goom-land are hoping for day
For Bibles and missions are spreading their light,
While through the thick darkness cheering the
That crowns the gray morn at the fading OF night.
Ind while you are reading this miserable rhyme,
And snugly in comfort chi ing your ease,
Pray give the poor printer QUARTER or DINE,
For hayi times and bad pay the printer oft sees.
The pennilcss ma ked are starving for bread,
For piercing, grim Winter ne'er pitties the poor,
But howls in cold night winds o'er dying and dead.
A penny now given will belo,t,
A heart will be wamer-a life II may save
Then lessen your feasting, ontribute its cost
And the poor orphan from death and tho grave.
But higher and nober keep ever In view.
The life that's before us, beyond the bright hi.s
There's rest for the weary, and homes for the true
Those joysare immorta-thes soul never dies.
Thus pleasant an happy the old year has fed
with sorrows and pleasures all mingled OF yore.
And smiling the New Year stands by the dead,
With all the fair features his father once bore.
Nay fortune stil smiling spread treasures OF gold
And good will and kindness bring peace to the land
That Kingdoms and nations may ever behold,
or States strong Cuion-of brothers a band.
Again kindcst reader, a happy New Yeari
A welcome fair maideus with pleasures 10 " you;
To lads and to lasses, sweet dreams ever dear,