The Columbia herald. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 1850-1873, 1872-06-07
GRUMBLING HARRY's REFORMA.
TUON.


at Is very hard to bear it, and wish the rich
This toilns-toiliny ever, for three scanty meal:
aday,
And the shelter of n dwelling, which oft proves
not storm repelling,
And a paiIct-not of feathers-on which jaded
limbs TO lay.
But the worlds in diyided-fortune' favors all
One-sidcd-
Asoccurrences, which daily meet our notice, well
make known.
One class has wealth unhounded, is with luxury
surrounded
Whilst the other wants, or labors-nose aye to
the grinding stone.
Is it fair that one has treasure reveIs i'm life,s
every pleasure,
Decked in linen, fine, and purple, faring sump-
tuous every day,
Whilst his fellow toiling. striving ne'er right on
his feet arriving,
Never owns a paliry shilling save what keeps
Just to think of ali the grandeur, ami the COM
Thet shose ana monied rlie es oSes aynought to do
but dress them gail
Eat and drink and Il b cushions, and be
carried where they pU6se.
Then, on diamonds and on dresses, vIsage paint
ing, and false tresses,
The ladies spend their hundreds, tits asserted
Sons and spouses flush of guineas-rich through
us poor working ninnies-
In single day, oft squander what would make
long decided
SO the poor must bear the burden, and the
with ring heat of day.
Work, stii work, for food and raiment-counted
safe In getting payment
Pampered ease for their porcelain-drudg'ry for
our coarser clay"
Gloomy, dull, and discontented Harry thus his
hunor vented,
As The elbow chair he occupied, beside his hum
His wife in silence sitting, giancing sideways
a frpw tha 10 nd heel thair
Who. at length, stole out together, though right
tOiSterous was the weather;
But to fathers fretful crossness, they preferred
the Gusiy storm,
when, noiseIess, to the gloomy hearth, they
crept, themselves to warm.
Harry Harlem, scarcely knowing where he was,
SO intentIy did he brood upon the hardships of
Found himself, with bosom swelling big with
envy, nigh dwelling
By shady woods surrounded, when he paused
And as he paused and pondered, as to whittier he
He heard approaching footsteps, and beheld a
Then, his heart beat high and higher. twas the
Bearing what, 10 Grumbling Harry, seemed the
only key to Joy.
Well, he knew that old Thorn carried, SO upon
the man he tarried.
Then, side by side, accompanied the vassal
known we'll
Twas gold he was conveying to the mill, as wont,
The hundreds, by the squire engaged, their
work for cash 10 sell.
A Thousand times had Harry seen old Thorn that
A Thousand times had wished he could become
What hfpders, all is lonely-Thom and 1 are
Were the demon like suggestions which inspired
X ErssfR Rnaf
The next moment Harry found him, with the
silent wood around him,
Clutching fast the bag of money, as he'home
ward tried TO haste.
Old Tom, with head so hoary, on the sward lay
By him assassinated- not minute was TO waste,
gallows nought could free him,
so lie haslened TO escape the wood with its en-
sauguined spot.
The road seemed long and dreary, and his limbs
grew frail and weary,
But, at length, The gold still grasping, he had
gained his humble cot.
AN end, an end to toiIng," he exclaimed
Astonished at the shining heaps he on the table
spilled.
"That changes our condition, now no more OF
To landlord or employer, and, who dares to say
1 kiled?r
al say base assassin !''-men haste his limbs to
fisten
And lead him, iron -shackled, from the house
The voice had terror in it-Harry knew 1t in a
Twas The Squire that spoke, whose followers in
numbers filed The floor.
Before his captors quaking, his limbs like aspen
shaking,
And If blood outlines. sense tremendous at
Mid cries Of anguish ringing, from dear ones
The hapiess man was ordered with his captors.
TO depart.
How dear, beyond expression, to this man of sad
Seemed all the humble comforts of the home he
How his bosom bled, to sever from his wife and
With The crushing thought that it would be
with shame they'd grive.
How we'll appreciated would be blessings under
Health, liberty. employment, and each dear,
domestic tie,
Ifthey now We're at his caliing-but, oh. horrid
A guilty wretch fore God and man, he must
leave all and die.
A great and mighty throbbing seemed to en-
heart as sobbing.
In bitterness of anguish, he TO one wild wall
Raised his head and gazed before him-twas his
wife was bending DER him,
In tones of terror asking what in all the world
he mcant."
Round and round his giances fitting, soon assured
him he was sitting
Where he had gone a-napping in his own old
What! was only dreaming that with wild hor
tecming,
Still leaves the shudder in my frame and raised
ON end my hair?
Then, his fearful dream revealing, Harry vowed
such change of feeling,
Had, with relief of waking from his terrors, filled
his soul,
For, though twas all ideal, the whole vision
seemed so real,
That he'd ever after struggle guilty longings to
control
1t is dwelling. always dwelling, ;" said his wife,
tear repelling,
"On fancied ills, perturbing all the kingdom of
thy mind
Letting rebel thoughts and pinings perform sad
underminings
of every peaceful sentiment once in thy bosom
kind.'
Now, cheerful, in enjoyment Of health and brisk
employ meDt,
Once, Grumbling Harry, nobly meets of life
each care and cross.
''WhO loves gold let him win it, else there is no
blessing in it,:
Yet, compared to harmony within, he says, all
wealth is droSs.'
When meals get scant and lighter, he says, draw
the belt the tighter
There are many more deserving ones still sorer
pinched than we."
Thus he goes on, uncomplaining. still the right
direction gaining.
NuwlHg pleasure comes with duty done, what
e'tr he our degree.
s. f. DOUGLAS (the Irish Girl.)
Drumclog School-house.