The hydraulic press., 1861-01-05

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Stands high in honor and renown;
Its banks of gold had primal birth,
And shall endure when Block < Furth
Have ceased to discount-(that's so, We'll,
See Revelations, on the vial j
When Dunning's Undercurrent, under
The wreck of worlds, and pealing thunder
From Gabriel's brazen trump resounds,
Startling the dead within their tombs,
And good st. Peter makes his rounds,
Selecting out his brides and grooms;
When all that to our wealth conduces,
Hydralic pipes, and lengthy sluices;
And Winham's patent Coupling, too;
Frank Smiths improvement of Half-Screw;
And many other late inventions,
Which have, or have not, bred contentious
All-all shall disappear like sand,
These banks auriferous shall stand
But that should not retard one stride
Of onward march, nor thrill of pride
From animating those who aim
To fill place or carve name.
A winter season, dark but brief,
May crisp the grass, or curl the leaf,
But blossoms will come after;
The spring-time verdure, and the air
Of genial zephyrs everywhere
Shall wake the fields to laughter
The hills with waving oats shall gleam;
And shadows dance across the stream;
A summer sky bathed in the dye
Of sunsets, glorious to the eye,
Shall give poetic fire
To minds susceptible, and hearts
Whose music gushes, and imparts
Its rapture to the Tyre.
Then shall San Juan become garden;
And men like you, and Charley Schardin,
With liberal views, will make movement
Towards construction and improvement.
The roads, perhaps, may need repair,
Judge Stidger's genius will be there;
Cheap fare in coaches strong and true
Are given us by jim McCue.
Who goes his death on Opposition,
And prides himself on that position.
The merchants will enlarge their trade;
Frank Clark, of late 'grocer" made;
And Reamer, known of old to be
Au fat with men of that degree;
With Hecht & Pratt, and Hatfield, (Ned,
Not him, the senior, who believes
This land will be the home of thieves,
Like those of Italy, and shed
The influence of a vagrant life,
Of song and dance, and civil strife,
On institutions like our own,
The grandest that the world has known y
These various grocerS, can supply
The wants of all who choose to buy.
Levy declares no dry goods man
That ever offered glove or fan,
Shall undersell him, (here is pith y
Not even We'll & Goldsmith
Who think the game is only "bluff,"
And swear they'll never cry "enoughI''
Cheap John, with all the latest styles
Of coats, and vests, and pants, and "tiles,''
Mcclure, in the same pursuit,
And Block & Furth, already named,
Can also fit YOU with suit
OF rubber, corduroy or boot
From foreign shops supremely famed;
Although we deem it altogether
Right when boots or shoes or leather
Are in the case, you should discern
'Twixt coarse and fne-for Jo Melbourne
Has some pretensions; lady or baby
He can fit, as the case may be.
Cohn's toys and trinkets for the children
Are captivating and bewilderin'l
If he should fail to please but one,
The museum of Samelson,
Composed of sugar men, beasts, fishes,
Can satisfy all childish wishes;
In hutes,- guitars, banlos and fiddles,
Cigars, tobacco, pistols, knives,
His stock, like Sam-son's mystic riddles
Concerning lions, bees and hives,)
Requires patience, and some money,
To extract its secret honey.
The drug trade, with its pills and plasters-
Its salves and potions, nostrums, lotions,
Its febrifuges by the oceans
Are mixed by the McGuires and
Franchere & Butler close at hand.
Long may they "wave," to compound pills,
And minister to human ills
Pearson & Merwin hold communion
With all true lovers of the Union
And there's my good old friend John Gordon
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They say his Ball, on Christmas night
Gave every one supreme delight.
Helfrich's soda needs no praise,
And Koch is great on lager beer;
So let me whisper in your ear,
Something to put you all amaze
st. Peter loves his mug of sack
Fondly as did old 'buckram' Jack!
The anvil and the hammer still
Have music in their ringing tone;
There's Holden, Baker, Morgan, Gill,
At times surrounded by a zone
Of kissing sparks, such as environ
The various kinds of red-hot iron.
Klink at mending cabinet ware
Is hard to equal anywhere.
Huffaker's farm and Saxby's stable;
Pierpont's game, Cullodis table;
Wilder's bread, and Schuerman's pies;
Nick Bruce's fruits, in brief comprise
A sum of virtues, told and bruited,
Not easily in rhyme computed.
Seely's teams, on any road,
Can pull ten thousand at load;
And his dog Gas, with stumpy tail,
In pluck was never known to fail.
George kramer's oil beats the Macassar,
For rich perfume-the ladies tell me
And | know they would not "sell" me)
That twenty drops poured in a saucer,
And used discreetly on the hair,
Would drive a lover to despair!
The other George, hight Kallenberger,
Is fitting up his shop much snugger
Than any other Barber 'sbugger"
That ever stropped on India rubber.
The artists next demand line,
Whose occupation is "divine;'
Wettig at ambrotypes surpasses;
Curtis, at lettering on glasses;
Tommy, with skill no whit inferior,
Turns out sign that looks superior;
In gold and silver workmanship
Hanson gets praise from ev'ry lip;
st. Louis, like that famous Saul,