Clearfield Republican. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1851-1937, 1864-01-13
Yours,
FOR THE WHOLE UNION.
For the Republican,
GRAnAnroN, january oh. 1861.

see by the RytSmal'
journal that Leroi Of Philpsburg stu lives
! wonder if he yet sees "snaiks?" How
intensely literary some men sometimes be-
come and how freely they can then abuse
their friends and neighbors. From a cor
respondent, Leroi has come down to a
mere driyeller, whose only talent (if IN
deed it be taleEt) is to string un-
meaning words together without sense,
get ,oih great sound, Oh, how metaphysl-
cal he is becoming, and how grandly he
bursts out in his last letter on the depar-
ting year. Shades of Addison, Johnston,
and Pope, Ito say nothing of Shakespeare
stand from under and while 1868, expires
in the arms and amid the agonies OF the
startling "Leroi, ," be silent
"But when the hour arrives for the
departure of the old year, we are more
solemnly impressed with meditation and
thoughts of the past and fu ure. The
shadows Of the departing year hover a.
round us as we sit in our warm and cozy
room, ere we have lighted the lumiuary of
our nocturnal abode bright fire burn
ing in the Iron clad' fire place, the dam
per as partly open, silently, all alonr, we
watch the glimmeriDg reflection of the
fire on the wall and old arm chair,-listen
to the wall of old Boreas round the corner
Of our domicil, the clash of shutters, swing
ing Of shingles" hurried footsteps, and
wonder whore we will be a year hence
Look back over the past see where We made
some mistakes, ,--resolve to make none
this year-that we will truly, honorably
and earnestly do our whole duty to the
Great Arbiter of Destiny, to our country.
and 10 all man and women kind. There
comes q rap at my door, take long sigh,
reach for a small piece of pine wood, draw
1t across the iron clad" it emits sui
phurious smell suggestive to.the late treat
The copperheads enjoyed, give the "iron
clad some fuel and away we 90 down the
tide, visitor remarks, whew my dear
friend, | congratulate you for having such
a comfortable base Of operations, for ! do
assure you this is a cold New Year. Busi-
ness follows, the thoughts of a few mo-
ments have fed, mans inhumanitv
to man" commences. Such is man"
What Stupendeous description of the
departing year? No wonder that "its
shadows at this moment hovered around, !"
the bold Leroi, and "that he lighted the
luminary of his nocturnal abode" One
would almost think that about this time
"Snaiks" craEled before him on their ex-
ternal nocturnal" knees and begging for
giveness assisted in lighting the "noctur-
nal iuminary." 1t is truly wonderful,
that the "iron-clad," )" when the stick was
roshly drawn across her, did not 90 down
amid nocturnal gloom" and leave lie
ro" in external darkness. Sticks, are dan
gerous things. to come in contact with
"iron-clads," and when drawn across
them, instead of simply-"remitting a
sulpherous smell suggested of copper
heads, g." it is surprizing that the Iron
clad's' bowels do not burst out in q finely
rarifed, ratified, compound Of concentra-
ted Illuminated, of Oxygen. Come stran-
ger thus to usher thyself into the com
Portable base OF operations" of genius
"Whew % is not an adjective expressive of
such all intrusion, Boo Whoo would
scarcely have been sufficiently apologistic.
THE dying year'-the "Iron-clad" the
Spirits lowering around" "the sulrhurous
smell" "the wall of old Boreas, around
the domicil and above all the emissions Of
the nocturnal luminary should have
stayed his footstepts. We can only now
call to mind, one instance, o. "Leroi's"
description Of the departing year; having
been eaqualed, and we believe it was writ
ten by a Foreign gentlemen" who like
"Leroi' had no "copperhead" procliyities
but who when full moon came around
got considerably excited
'"Twas at the time of full moon. She
was riding through the heavens without
saddle or bride. But what has that to do
with me? As was saying the wind blow
ed I'll be blowed if it didn't blow it
blowed so hard that it blowed down rail
fence, on which was reclining a coon. The
coon gave one aartrending shrek that
made me git up and git down over log
that was also reclining on a log right for
nrinst me, and on another log that was ly-
ing not far from the Bear River Compa-
.ny's water ditch, whose majestic stream
was rolling past with an uncomfortable ve-
lociiy, almost to overlooking gopher hole
that was rooted down, into an abyss
oil unknown depth. A person that | new.
er saw before, or had any idea was in ex-
istaHce, or that he would come along so
soon passed along where was reclininc
against my will. With compassion so
prevalent among the miners, he fastened
to pick up chunk that shone with the
splendor of the Arabian Nights Entertain
meut, just then might have been seen
bullfrog seated on stump trying to out
sing an owl that was sitting on an ada
cent tree, whose top came within an ace
of piercing the stars that twinkled in the
armament, like toad's eyes when de-
vourins bees. Then, and not till then