Bedford inquirer. [volume] (Bedford, Pa.) 1857-1884, 1867-01-11

hearts,
III think Of rmsl--in weighing public
crimes,
Which injure other men, in other times
All think of this with jealousy and fear,
Nor deem the writer wantonly seyerei
Crimes which to sorrow, slavery and seoru,
Doom freemen's childrens children, yet uu-
born.
These are no trides-''triaes light as air,
As bribing Bank Directors are aware;
If these be trifes, why did Freedoms son,
The great, the good, the Godlike Washing
ton,
Devote his life to vigilance and toll,
To rear Temple on Columbia's soil
Beneath whose high, and bright, and hallow-
ed dome,
Freedom might find a shelter and home,
Where every lovely virtue might appear,
Bright as their native heavens unclouded
sphere,
Whence Peace and Order might protection
draw,
From Truth-and Justice-Liberty and Law
If these be dreams, or triaes, if you WILL
All ghy did Halrea bleed on Bunker's
Hill?
The Jalge-the Nagistrate-we don't des-
cribe;
Nor e'ea the Editor-who takes bribe
The difference in this brief view,
The evil each-loittia his sphere, may do,
The principle 5 the same-'ti understood,
From Libe.-suits-to gallant Ciley blood
Pure bloodl-by brides and base corruption
split,
Whilst Jri5ing Bankers aauut iu pride and
guilt!
In pride and guilt Whilst 10 the widows
tear
And bark the orphans waiHngs-strike the
earl
All who but God, can estimate their pain
They cry to Heaven nor viii they cry in
vain
The man who takes brt5e would strip the
dead,
Or rob the orphan of his crust of bread
So lost to jusdce-equity and right
This man would steal the aged ''widows
mite 8"
Is well prepared for eeeyy kind of fraud,
Would sell his country, or betray his God,
P.iIage the palace of the King of Kings,
Or strip the sliding from an angels wings
On sad eYents-noie passjag--do reflect;
Freouanl--bo firm, and stern, and circum,
apect
Let none be trusted, who for Office pants,
To pamper vulgar-artifcial wants,
Lei ev'ry idle-yain-and vicious drone
Liva-if he cau-but TRUST NOT such a one:
Eema5or what Times faithful record saith,
That Carthage felI--and fell by "ruY1c
FArTH!''
The man who is unfaithful to a trust,
smalI-is yitaIly unjust,
And be who is unjust-in little things,
Would be a villain in the Courts Of Kings,
Present a brjJe land down his virtue falls,
In Courts-or camps-or Legislative Halls
The Jri5ea apostate Blot his hateful
name
From each and every scroll Of honest fame,
Let no mantrust him None forbear to shed,
Contempt-and deep dishonor-on his head
Let scorn stiIl point her finger and her iibes,
And say-Bag~ Behold the consequence of
Brides
Let guileless childreu-as he passes by,
Shrink from his touch, and shudder at his
eye;
Let lovely woman loath him with disgust,
And shun him-like the reptile in the dust
And, whilst he lives, let Infamy alone,
Claim the Bri5ed Legislator-as her o,cn ;
Until he dies-and sinks into the grave,
To poison worms, that feed upon the knave
There-midst the storms-lethid Furies,
foul,
Hold nightly reYels-and in concert how'll
Let kissing serpents make that spot their
home,
And be the watchful guardians of his tomb
And when he goes to Hell, let Devils stare,
And asl; him-who the Devil sent him there ?
And feel the insult--deep, severe and keen,
To see feud-pre- eminently mean
Midst better Devils, rudely ushered in.
a loul-appalHng prodigy Of sin;
And in HelFs fercest-hottest- furnace
cramm'd
Let him be damned .superlatiyely damn.
And why not damned-for such transceudent
crimes?
Yea-damncd eternally, ten thousand
times p
EpEzsnvaG, Pa, March 28, 1888.