Alexandria gazette. [volume] (Alexandria, D.C.) 1834-1974, 1866-01-09
THE SNOW.

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niece are said to be from New York
Oh, the snow, the beautiful snow,
Filling the sky and earth below
Over the h0usetops over the street,
Over the heads Of the people you meet,
Dancing.
Flirting,
Swimming along;
Reartiful snow; it can 90 no wrong,
FLYING to kiss lady fair cheek,
:: Cl;no 70 Inns in a frolicsoZne freaklng
Rao,77tif 7l snow from the Heaven above:
Pure as an angel, gentle as love!
OH the snow, the beautiful snow
How the fakes gather and laugh as they 60,
Whirling about in the maddening fun,
Il plays in its glee with every one
Chasing,
Laughing
Hurrying by;
It lights onthe face and it sspa7klos the eye! !,
And even the dogs, with bark and a bound,
Snap at the crystals that eddy around;
The town is alive, and It's heart in glow,
To welcome the coming OF :beautlIui snow
How wild the crowd goes swaylng along,
Railing each other With humor ana song
How the gay sledges like meteors, nasn oy,
Prioht for the moment, then lost to the eye;
Ei"S SRgiS;ging,
Dashing they go,
Over the crust of the beautiful snow;
snow so pure when it falls from the sky,
70 be trampled in the mud by the crowds
TO be- set tramipled and tracked by the thousands
Till It blends with the filth in the horrible
street.
Once T was pure as the snow, but l fell
Eell like the snov-Aakcs from heaven to hell
Fall to be tralnpled as filth of the street;
Fell TO the scoffed. to be spit on and beat;
Pleading,
Cursing,
Dreading to die.
Sailing nv soul to whoever would BUY.
Appealing in shame for morsel Of breadf
Hating the living and fearing the dead;
Mercifnl God have I fallen so low
And vet T was once like the beautiful snow.
Once was fair as the beautiful snow,
With an eve like its crystal, heart like Its
glow;
Once | was loved for my innocent grace.
Flattored and soughtfor the charms OF my face!
Mother,
Sisters, all,
God. and myself, have lost BY my fall;
The yeriest wretch that goes shlvering BY,
Will take a wide sweep lest wander too nigh
For all that is on or above me, 1 know,
There is nothing that's as pureas the beautiful
snow.
How strange it should be that this beautiful
snow,
Should fall on sinner with nowhere to go!
How strange it should be, when the night
comes again,
1.-THE snow and ice struck my desperate brain,
Painting,
Freezing,
Dying alone,
Too wicked for prayer, too weak Tor moan,
To be heard in the streets OF the crazy town,
Gone mad in the JOY ofthe snow coming down,
TO lie: and so die in my terrible Woe,
With q bed and ashroud ofthe beautiful snow.
When Gen. Lee relieved Gen Fairly from
the command of the Department OF South
West Virginia, last spring, be wrote General
Early letter. explaining the reasons for i,
but expressing his own confidence in the ablll-
tv and zeal Of Gen. +. The change was made
because of Gen. Early sreverses In the alley,
which had affected the confidence OF the troops,
not the feelings Of Gen. Lee.
The newspaper business everywhere, It is
now admitted, is entirely overdone, anG antlcl
nations have not been realized; 50 that many
are curtailing, suspending, and uniting with
others.
Several persons in different parts Of the
country have lately nearly lost their lives by
sufrocation from the effects OF gas from stoves.
The Louisville daily newspapers are com
h;ninp and coalescing, contracting and re-