The post. [volume] (Middleburg, Snyder County, Pa.) 1864-1883, 1872-08-08


And watch the years fast glide away
Beneath the touch Of times stern hand.
Art slowly crumbles to decay.
LirE is made of joy aud tears,
From childhood TO maturer years,
A space OF mingled light aud gloom
That forms prelude TO the tomb,
o make the best Of IL.
While mcrrily the BLACKSMITH sings,
His hammer on the anvil rings;
The marks Of honest toll he bears,
The clothes are soiled and patched he wears
And, though bis face Is dark with smoke,
His heart aud soul are true and free, a
And, ut his labor stroke by stroke
lie hammers out his destiny
And makes the best Of II.
The sunbrowned FARMER guides his plow,
Or swings his scythc in meadows fair,
The sweat is dripping from his brow;
HIS face is seemed with lines of care.
And, yet beneath his plain attire
A noble heart beats true aud warm,
He has enough for food aud FIRE,
"A home TO shield him from the storm,
lie makes the best Of IL.
The MERCHANT in his counting room,
With anxious mind aud face Of gloom,
Indulges in his moneyed drcams
Or plans his speculative schemes.
lie Is man Of wealth anl power,
For fortune favors him to-day. :
A crash may come at any hour
And sweep his boarded gains away,
lie makes the best OF it.
With patient toll the LAWYER delves
Through the dry xolumes on his shelves
Looks up his points In the reports,
Makes out his briefs, attends the courts
lie wins his laurels at the bar,
And clients come from near and far,
He goes 10 Congress, aud his fame
Is known abroad. lie wins name
And makes the best Of it.
With pills and plasters in his hand,
And spectacles upon his nose
The DOCTOR comes, with visage bland,
To comfort all of worldly woes.
Up at all hours by night aud day,
To mount his steed aud fly away.
lie hurries to the couch Of pain,
Thro' mad and dust, through snow and rain
Aud makes the best Of 1t.
Up in his sanotum high in air,
Tipped back within his easy.chair,
The EDIToR at last we find.
A man Of brains and toilng mind,
lie runs his hngers through bis hair,
(Then slyly takes his little dram,
Writes some sensational affair,
Or coins special TELEGRAM,
And makes the best Of il.
To "prcach the word" the PASTOR gives
His time and talents, while he lives.
His is task Of Christian love
And sacrifice, yet COP looks down,
Approvingly from nEAvEs above,
And will reward him with a crown
Or glory in ANOTHER SPHERE,
III he Is honest and sincere,
And makes the best Of ii.
Behold tho DANDY proud and vain,
Sporting au eyeglass and cane,
Too lazy in LIES harvest field
To reap the fruit that toll will yield,
He LOOKS around with cautious pains,
And weds an hairess, void of brains.
Her fathers boarded wealth he shares
They live in style and put on airs,
And make the best Of it.
AN OLD MAID sits beside tho fire
And sees the last faint sparks expire,
The hand Of time, has tiaced at last
Deep lines and wrinkles on his brow,
Aud retrospeotively, the past
Comes back In dreams before her now,
Her early suitors are all gone,
Dream on old maid, alone dream on
And mako tho best Of il.
The GOOD wirn In the kitchen stands
With -four and piecrust on her hands,
The floors arc clean. the tinware bright,
The walls are immaculately white,
She Is both sensible and wise,
Her house modern paradise,
her daughters. rosy checked and fair
| Are early tsught to help her there,
TO mako the best OF it.
In the great world for good or III,
All have . mission TO fulfll,
Is work degrading Z Mol Take hold,
Be not by vulger pride controlled,
Be not ashamed Of honest toll,
For labor bears away The spoil.
Toll on, toll on with hand aud brain,
Nor waste GoD's fce.ing years Ia vain.
o make the best OF L..