Delaware gazette. [volume] (Delaware, Ohio) 1855-1886, 1861-01-04

Seem to think that after all.
They can safely do some mapping,
Notwithstanding Douglas fall.
But alas alas secession
Clouds our bright financial sky;
Yes, the South has sworn to leave US,
In our indigence to die !
And the melancholy knowledge.
That our hay crop in the scale,
Weighs down all the Southern products,
At the prospect makes us quail
Thus the little streamlet chanted
Music to the mighty dead;
Till grey streaks of the morning,
Through the window crossed my bed.
Now kind patrons yon have listened
To the Old Year IS plaudits, told
By the merry little lrooklet,
Az it gaiIy onward rolled
But our local strifes and conquests,
During all the year that's past.
Have been lett, as though unworthy
OF your notice, till the last.
And the fact's = been quite forgotten,
That the enterprising mass,
With proclivities peculiar,
Set the town ablaze with gas
And the tailow candles melting
Meath the gas 5 fervcnt glow,
Float the chambers to the poor house,
Or at least, we heard twas so;
And tue flui Jumps, like boulders
Roll about the dirty streets,
While the school-boys, with the wicking
Make the reins for boy horse heats.
But for fear you'll think us gassy,
We will leave the subject now;
Take flying trip up Main street,
On the old commercial scow-
And explain the varied craftsmen.
On the right and left that dwell,
From Prof. Merrick's Institution,
To American Horel.
First il Pierce, the peerless butcher,
Dealing in the best of meat,
And you'll find IL stove TO cook it,
If You II step cross the street -
In the store Of Thomls Evans
Kettles, spits and shining pans,
Lie about in rich prafusion
Also pulls, and tlul ems.
Ii you re out of pens, or plper,
Ink. or Diaries my frieni,
Go to Dickinson's or Lin.lscy's
And your wlnts will liaI an end
If your coat is growing shabby,
And your hat all gone to seed;
Go to Strauss, Frank or Dunlap'A.
And they II s,.on supply V nr necd.
Lyhrand, Mcndcnhall * Miller,
Or forsooth orr friend c. Hills,
At their stores ale ever ready
To receive your chink or bills,
AMI with fancy goods to loads A'u,
q ,oIs of every class and kind;
And the people sY their 81 lwls, sir,
Are the very finest kial
In an@rge like this when people
Live by eating wnat is COED.
It's essential they should know, that
Nathan Ely vends such food
From his own prolific oven
Roll the ten cent loave5 m cakes,
Aud enormous piles of biscuit,
Rusks, and pics, he often bIkes.
Country produce in abun'l,ncc,
Tea and sugar, starch and fish,
At Littell's and Hills the groccrs,
You can purchase if you wish;
RaiEins too AMI should the children
Eat too many and grow i'll =
Go to Starrs, NJ. L, AMI brother,
Or IL. Cornell as you will;
And however sick the baby,
They will in,l speedy cure,
B,.lsam, syrup, pill, or powder.
Something no less safe than sure.
When your watch is out of or,lcr,
Or the old clock gone to sleep.
Take them down to Burr or Covell,
Or, let Platt c. have peepi
And before you know, "-how came it p
All the nails and strings arc out,
While the clock pure time pronounccs,
As the watch without doubt
And if you should tear your garments
On the way to Covell's store.
His machines will soon restore them,
And they II latter never more!'
Music tames the fercest savage,
Ruptures rocks, and cabbage too,
Thus at least the poet tells us,
And to doubt it would not do;
5ohn Iatimer, and Whittlesey
Pianos have so good,
As to Danish all our sorrows,
And the cabbage, leave for food.
Friend, your house might burn to-mouow,
Or your wife and children die;
And without home, or home group,
You be left alone to sigh!
Eaton, Hall, insurance agents,
For sum that's very low,
Will protect you from the horrors,
Of the confagration glow.
And Gavitt, Coulter, or o. Singer,
On the cold and lifeless plate,
Trace your loved ones sunny features,
Ohangeless as the lines of fate.
But the scow with too much canvass
For our rhyme producing mill,
Bore us by, before we noted,
Many firms upon the hill;
So, as we are sailing backward,
On the dark and stormy tide
We will strive the rest to mention,
Ere to anchor we may ride.
As the SHOWS of winter gather,
Boots and shoes are not so bad,
And the heaps at Stahl and Hyatts,
Would an unshod town make glad.
Then for fish, and sweet potatoes,
Or whatever suits the taste,
To the firm of Coz, or Styer,
Or to Iittle's make thee haste.
And when fancy traps and fixings,
Such as ribbons. tapes and frills,
Are required for wife or children,
They re at Williams or Hills;
And it would mt be surprising,
If at Latimer's you'd find,
Or at Plotner's and his partners,
Goods of every class and kind.
VIM Brown who chissels fence posts
On the corner of the street,
Thinks that chamberlain or Potter
Sell the tools that can't be beat;