Holmes County farmer. [volume] (Millersburg, Ohio) 1857-1926, 1861-07-18
nLn TIMES AND NEW.

Z Among the Plymouth sand.
In nv minds eve, saw them leave
Their weathcr-beaten bark
Before them spread the winry wilds,
Behind rolled ocean dark.
Alone that little handful stood,
Willie savage foes lurked nigh,
Their creed and watch.wOrd Trust in God
And keep your powder dry"
Imagination's pencil then
That first stern winter painted,
When more than half their number died
And stoutest spirits tainted.
A tear unbdden filled one eye,
My smoke had filed the other
One sees strange sights at such time,
Which quite the senses bother.
knew was alone-but 10
(Let him who dares, derido me-
looked, and, drawing up chair,
Down sat man beside me.
Ilis dress was ancient and his air
Was somewhat strange and foreign
lie ciyilly re urncd my stare,
And said "I'm Richard Warren 20
you'll find my name among the list
Ofhcro, sage and martyr,
Who, in the MayAlwer's cabin, signed
The first New England charter.
"l could some curious facts imports
Perhaps some wise suggeston--
But then, I'm bent on seeing sights,
And running DER with questions"
"Ask on" said !, "I'll do my best
TO give you information,
Whether of private men you ask,
Or our renowned nation"
Says he, "First tell me what is that
In yon compartment narrow,
Which seems to dry my eyebals up,
And scorch my very marrow"
His finger pointed to the CRATE
Said I-"Ihat's Lelgh coal,
Dug from the earth"-he shook his head
"ltIs, upon my soul 2"
Ihen took up bit of stick
One end was black as night,
And rubbed it quick across the hearth,
When 10, sudden light!
My guest draw back, mroled his eyes,
And strove his breath to catch
"What nccrOmancy's that" he cried
Quoth [, "a friction match"
Upon pipe just overhead
| TUNED a little screw,
When forth with instantaneous flash,
Three streams OF lightning flew
uprose my guest "Now heaven me save"
Aloud lie shouted then
as that hell fire 2'i "'Iis gas" said
"We call it hydrogen"
Then forth into the field we strolled,
A train came laundering by
Drawn by the snorling iron steed,
Swiltcr than eagles fly.
Rumbled the wheels, the whistle shreked,
Far streamed the smoky cloud.
Echoed the hills, the valleys shook,
The flying forests bowed.
Down on his knees, with hands upraised
In worship Warren fell
"Grcat is the Lord our Cod" cried he
"lle doeth all things we'll"
"I've seen his charots Of fire.
The horsemen, too, thereof
O,mdy ne'er provoke his ire,
Nor at his thrcatning- scoIf"
"Rise up, my friend, rise up" said /,
"Y Our terrors are all vain
That was no chariot of the sky,
Twas the New York mail train"
We stood within chamber small
Men came the news to know,
From Worcester, Sprinfeld, and New York,
Texas and Mexico
tcame--it went--silcnt but sure
He starel smiled burst ont laughing
"What witchcraft's that 2" ats what we ca
Magnetic telegmphing,"
One more we stepped into the street;
Said Warren, "WhRt Is that
Which moves along across the way
As softly as u cat %
81 mean the thing upon two legs,
With features on its head
A monstrous bump below its waste,
Large as feather bed
at has the gift Of speech, hear,
But sure, it can't bc human ?"
"My amiable friend" said !,
"Thats what we call II woman"
External powers II cannot he"
Sighed he. with voice that altcrcd
l loved the women in my day,
But, oh they're strangely altered"
showed him then a new machine
For turning rggs to chickens,
labor saving hennery
That beats the very dickens.
Thereat, ho strongly graspcd my hand,
And satd "lis plain to see
This world is 80 HaHsmOWided,
Twill never do .Or me.
"lour telegraphs, your railroad trains,
Your gas lights, friction matches,
Your hump backed rocks for coal,
Your thing which chickens matches,
"llave turned the earth 10 upside down,
No peace is left within it,
Then whrling round upon his heel,
lie vanished in q minute.
lorihwlth, my most yeracious pen
Wrote down What had heard,
Ana here, dressed up IN doggerel rhyme,
You have it, word for word
IErNmcE thinks tho only green .hor
10 be tolerated il mint-julcp.
'soMc MlLlTARy."-A bold soll
BOY, belonging to the Thirteenth Ne
Aork regiment. writes from Washngto
to his sisters--'Il have grown two feet
two days. prefer gunpowder to butter O
my bread, and have made arrangement
80 sleep forever hereafter in cannon