Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1872-01-04
The Poet ut, the Breakfast Table.


The new series of Holiness paperal
IN the charming vein Of the Autosrat
papers OF now years past, but which are
YET as green as spring in the memory
OF ATLANTIC readers, opens promisinplv.
some OF the circle about the breakfast
table are introduced prominent of
whom are 1.-THE member Of the House. !"
the chief talker; the "old man in The
spectacies with. the large rouud glasses.
and the iron.gray hair" and esThat
Boy who els rather too old for an
entont terrible. and is quite too vonno
to have grown into the bashfulness o2
adolescence" but "vho has. come ~
the qualities of both of these engaging
periods Of Development )" and the poet
reads a paper which he entities ssThe
Gambrel-Roofed House and it's outlook:
panorama with side views" This is
mainly about his own birthplace in old
Cambf1dge ind Old c6]1eee-days and
men, and closes with a poem, .sHome-
sick in Heaven" i have Herked a few
passages here and there, but cannot
quote half of them for space. So at
random take the following:
shall say many things which an
uncharitable reader might fstd fault
with as personal. Ishould not dare to
call myself poet if I did not; for if
there is anything that gives = title to
that hame, it is that his inner nature
Is naked and is not ashamed. But There
arc many such thingsaI shall put in
words, not because they. are personal.
but because they are human, and sre
born OF Just such experiences az those
who read or hear what l say are like to
have had in greater or less measure.
/ lind myself so much like other peo-
PIE that 1 often wonder at the coinci-
dence. It was only the other ilav Chat
L sent out q copy of verses about INV
great grandmother > picture. and
I was surprised to find how many
other people had portraits Of
their gEeat erandEothers or other pro-
genitors about which they felt az / did
about mine, and for whom he'd spoken.
thinking l was speaking for myself
only. And so I am not afraid to talk
very freely With you; my precious read
er or listener. You too, beloved. were
born somewhere and remember your
or your early home; for
you some house is haunted by recol-
!ectlons; to some roof you have bid
farewell Your hand is upon mine.
then, as l guide my pen. Your heart
frames the responses to the litany of
my rememberance. For myself Il e =
tribute OF affection I am rendering,
and l should put it on record for my
own satisfaction were there none to
read-or to listen"
\ i y =
at was a real delight to have one of
those good, hearty, happy, benignant
old clergymon pass the Sundry with us.
and I can remember some whose advent
made the day feel almost like Thanks
giving. But now and then would come
along q clerical visitor with sad face
and q wailing voice, which sounded
exactly as if somebody must be lying
dead up stairs, who took no interest in
us children, except painful one. a.
being IN q bad way with our CHEEKY
looks, and did more to unchristianize
us with his woebegoue ways than all
MS sermons we're likely to accomplish in
the other direction. remember ono
In particular, who twitted me so With
my blessings Is q Christian child, and
whlned SO to me about the
naked black children Who, like the
little vulgar boy hadn't got no sup
per, and hadn't got no ma, and hadn't
got no catechism chow I wished for the
moment l was that little bow that he did
more IN that one day to make heather
OF me than he had ever done in month
to make Christian out of an infant
Hottentot. Whata debt We owe to our
friends Of the left centre, the Brooklyn
and the Park street, and the Summer
street ministers good, wholesome.
sound bodied, sane-minded, cheerful
SPIRITED men, who have taken the place
OF those waillng 1ooitrinoires, with the
bandana handkerchiefs round their
meagre Threats, and a funeral service
IN their physiognomies! Knight have
peen q minister myself for aught I
know, # this clergyman had not looked
ana talked so like an undertaken"
"There is no doubt that the men Of
the older generation look bigger and
more formidable to the boys whose
eyes are turned up at their Venerable
countenances than the race which .nc.
ceeds them, to the same boys grown