Bedford inquirer. [volume] (Bedford, Pa.) 1857-1884, 1862-01-03
CARRIERS ADDRESS
TO THE PATRONS on THE
BEDFORD INQUIRER.
Jan. 4. 1862


.BaEa. 4. 1862.
KIM PArReNs-
Wishes are yelling from my heart
And bubDling from my mouth,
Like genial springs from mountains start.
Or zephyrs from the South;
Meandering they find their way
From deepest depths of soul;
And with the South winds dulcet lay,
They speak the heart'a wisl whole.
Nay all your hard times be forgot.
Ard panics cease to trouble;
May sorrow no more be your lot,
But all your joys be double;
May all you do ia good improve,
May you IN wealth increase,
And from your hearts may grief removs.
Aud all your cares decrease.
Success may all your efforts crown.
Your hearts be strong aud bold;
And smiling meet the worlds dread frown.
When friends turn stshonlders cold"
Nay clouds which darkness DER you cast,
Dissolve their gloomy pail;
And may the chilling adverse blast
But lightly on you fall.
Nay your children's much-loved faess
Bloom with rosy healthi
Your homes be the seats of graces
More desirable than wealth,
For health is Natures richest booDi
And chilaheod's truest friend;
1t robs life Of lbs greatst gloom.
Against its ills defend.
Then, as l've wished to others well,
Why not wish for me
Who weekly brought you news to tell
From continent and sea.
AS money is the srrest prop
In this and every land,
kindly wish you now would drop
a QUARTER in my hand.''
Through life my thanks shall follow yoa.
And mem'Ey oft will dream
i OF the liberal hearts and siIyer'd due,
And the faces sparkling CLEAN.
Wbere'er through world my pathway be,
In times of gloom or bliss,
Ny mind viii wander back to thee,
And oft thy kindness miss
KISD PATRoSs,-I suppose you will wonder at
me for not continuing my address to you in rhyme,
but the fact Is, the machines broke, and with all
my turning cangrnd out another line I've greas-
ed it, but it wont work. Was ever sdeyil'' in such
fix before l had lot of pretty things, and
good things too, about our Country that l wanted
to say to you in verse, but the jig's up, and I'll
have TO give yeu a dish of prose. Wen, you'll
not care this time, viii you, dear Pahons2 Just
indulge me in little plain sensible talk, without
any foolish poetry, this once, and I'll promise to
have the old machine repaired, and in good run.
ming order by next New Years Day and I'Tl give
you some poetry then that will altonish yoa. 1t
viii be some Of your double extra, superduc, NJ
plas ultra poe try. and no mistake.
had hoped this New Years Day to sing a song
of praise, in honor of our dear nati7e laud, once
more resting in peace and harrno ny, under our
old, time honored Ensign of e P@uri5ns Ununa but
nay hopes, like those of many other patriots, have
been doomed to disappointment The rebel hordes
of the South are still in arms, against thci
rightful government but there is one comfort
they are getting pretty sick of their bargain. Wei
hope their sickness may have salutary effect up.
on their health when they do recover. T hey have
had slight attack of lun acy. They have been
mad, ravin' distracted, insane. out of their head
gone crazy, and appear to have lost their sences
besides, but whe DR.. Abraham gets through with
his course Of treatment, they'll probably be better,
if they don't they'll die that's one consolation.
The old, superannuated British Lion too is begin.
ming to growl and show his teeth The old fool ha.
showed his teeth before couple Of times and ther
he quit showing them all sto roast and If Jonathan
gets about one more kick at him, he have no
teeth to show. But Patrons, need not 90 on
talking of matters that you know as much abor,
as do, We know our cause is righteous one.
and must succeed. Our foes are becoming weak
er. Urged on by wicked aud designing dema.
gogues, the people OF the south have been led as.
tray, but they viii never be successful Already, are
they sadly reaping the fruits Of their dongs, and
bitterly will they repent that they ever bore arm.
IN rebellion eganst this beneficent and glorious
government. Our armies will be successful, ana
we may hope that the sun of an other New Years
Day will shine down our nation, no longer sew.
cred and distracted, but united and prosperous a,
in days gone by.
hen conquer we must, for our cause 1t is lust,
ALa lhls be cur motto, an God IS our t,ud
ana the star spangled banner for ever shall wave
braye'' 0 " 'N'