The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1872-01-04
J0nuary 1, 1872.

As SEVENTY Two, in white array,
Assumes his crown and wakes the day;
Our Seyenty-frst year has come-has
Time ranks him with his slumb' ring dead.
Now SEyESTY-T'vo in pride appears,
And fills our hearts with joys and fears,
Much Joy, young friend, young SEVENTY
Two
We're all prepared for love and fun;
Well celebrate with joy, thy birth
Wen sing thy praises round the earth.
Merrily now the bells are ringing
Gaiiy now the world is singing
The light sleigh now is gaily bounding
Young voices round with JOY are sound
ing;
Hurrah Hurrah each boy and man,
Let's shout and sing while shout we can.
III sing of the Carriers loves and breads,
A o er the streets with the news he trcads-
As he meets his friends with happy smile,
And his shriIl notes whistle-his hours
beguile.
Our railroads near finished, which is due
to one Villas,
So hurrah for the man who to prosperity
Eulue Us.
I remember one day as passed by shop,
Of hearing quarrel, and thought would
stop;
Twas not that | love to see fighting around,
But | only thought the cause should be
found;
Il seems they had nothing to do but to play,
They had nothing to while the dull hours
away.
The moment they fixed their dull eyes upon
Says one" there's the pILor," says 10th
er, says he
"Just fight here alone, till read DER the
know there is something to please and
amuse;"
And thee they were waiting as came
Each charging the other with reading all
day
Sometimes at the door I hear scoIding and
talk,
Sometimes the good woman is mending a
frock;
"THE PILoT has come! y the small ones
ooh, here is TIE PILoT.' then calm is
their sky.
How pleased, then the Carrier ever doth
feel,
To give such great pleasure to kind and
gentcel
Many years have passed since our journey
And all seem to know us, both woman and
r'----- - - '
Sometimes l move with a quickening
The Carriers life is singular thing,
With many a Joy and many a sting.
Yet in our city there's one little thing
A matter of which I'd forgotten to sing;
Just walk down our river, and there you
will see
Where mechanics are working-the cause
of my glee;
There are proud boats building in Manito-
woe,
They're things that enriches-they daily
the talk.
Mechanics will find there labor to do,
Our business twill help and with vigor
renew;
It's not from the boats that alone we re-
ceve.
But mechanics positions from others will
leave;
And now I'll advance the merchant and
all
Our credits will rise, and our troubles will
Oh how ! wish that the Carrier Boy
Had money to spend, and his New Year
enjoy;
| see other lads with their money and fun
But 1 have no money, and what to be
doneg
So ladies, dear, I'll speak to you
Your hearts are kiud-Tve found it true
Please tell your husband, faithful man,
To pay the paper, if he can
If cant is the answer he shall give,
Tell him the printers poor, surely lie must
live.
To the ladies | offer my compliments kind.
In my heart good will they ever will End:
They meet me with smiles as | open the
door,
And take up THE PILor with grace from
the floor:
Three cheers for the ladies-the Carrier
cries
Three cheers for the ladies-we'n shout to
the skies.
But oh, here they 90, do the BOYS down
the hill,
Only sec! what spree, and their loud
voices shrlll
Comes ringing while they're singing the
merry song gay;
And the Ginning all round
Ger the cold, frozen ground
1t is sweet and complete for cold winter
day.
But soon they must pass, these cold win
ter days,
And soon they must cease, the voices of
But Spring will unfold to the wide world
around,
The beauties of nature-the grass covered
ground;
Yet the Carriers duty is ever the same,
A life of hard labor unyarnished BIZ fame
AT night You will find me at work by the
taper,
Still lab'rins for you, still at work at the
paper;
lis plty--not pay-that the Carrier asks
NOR HI. vigils by day and his care worn
tasks;
80 remember again when the paper YOU
see,
The Carriers labor is pleasure to me;
80 my story, l think, have told you now.
The Carrier smiles, and-makes YOU his
bow
a GETLEsAN, who follows the profession
OF schoor teacher, gave out, one morning,
as reading lesson TO his first class, that
portion of " The Merchant Of Venice in