The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1874-09-17
From the Western Farmer.
A SILVER WEDDING.

A SILVER WEDDING.
To live busy life, to try to do useful
work TO labor against obstacles and 20
remove them to gain reputation and Q
comfortable fortune; to find oneself, as old
sge begins to look not far off, with a beauti-
tut home, happy family. and the kindly
| regards of a host of frierds-these things,
In more than usual degree. have been the
| lot of Hon. David Atwood, OF this city, for
many years senior editor and proprietor OF
the Wisconsin State Journal.
Recently he he's completed beautiful,
costly and elegantly fitted residence, one of
the most elegant in the city. On Tuesday
evening OF this week, on the 25th anniversary
OF his marriage, this beautiful home was
tilted with hundreds OF the friends of himself
and family, including many of high rank in
the social and political circles of this and
other States.
The "silyer wedding" was made the occa,
sion for the presentation of very many press
ents, all appropriate and many Of them of
much cost and beauty.
Over 1000 Invitations were issued, and
probably the assemblage has never been
equaled in this city in number, social position
and elegance of dress. In every respect it
was marked success perhaps most of all
in the unusual evidence o: friendship and
hearty good will for Gen. Atwood and fam
lily.
| yUQl I'm Do 80 raj, IN MI
q friend from early manhood Of Gen. Atwood
sent the following poem, which was read
! during the evening:
SILVER WEDDING DAY.
Break cloudess bright, thy Silver Day,
Old friend Of boyhood and of prime
Bind August sheaves with flowers of May
And ring the silver bells of Time!
The years. like planets. rise and set,
i We bid some royal day good.by-
Stand fast, dear heart, that day may yet
Dawn grandy up The Eastern sky.
oh, Wedding Morn as once before
Upon the rose of forty-nine,
On oliver bride of seventy-four
In breathess splendor rise and shine
Three bridemaids stand and bless the place
| stately girl with step of air
Another With uplifted face,
And parted lips and golden hair
} And one appareled all in white
! Save where the rose shows through the
cheek,
Save where the eyes flash blue and bright
4 And look the VOW she cannot speak,
know them all Red, white, and blue
j Are Loves own coIors everywhere,
And there smiles Hope as young as dew,
With tangled sunshine in her hair.
And grander than the graceful twain,
! Lo, queenly Faith, whose heavenly eyes
Discern the clear beyond the rain
And catch their tint from cloudless skies
Joy to the Wife who stands beside
That trefoil group of Paradise
God bless tie bridegroom and the bride
AS Thou has blest, so bless them twice.
Wish rounded days, serene as June,
That flowers the year in tropic.clime,
Through life's long summer afternoon,
Like perfect words in perfect time,
Until some slowly setting sun
Shall show the pallid splendor flown,
Caught up in Op1ir's fame and gone,
| Shall prove the Philosophic Stone
And turn the Silver into Gold
AS on that weddlngdn Of old
When wne-press lacked its purple stain,
Pale Cara's cup became divine,
The Lords own breath enriched the rain
And spoke the water into wine.
Chenaago's greensward breaks to-day
As grandly round the scalIooed sky,
Her pillows lift the rocks of grey.
Their wooded crests as bravely fly,
AS when they kept the aoerld away,
These breathless seas that never die
This troubled earth is troubled still,
| The brooks yet run their pebbly route,
count each old familiar hill,
| But how Goods acre" widens out
The marble doors bear household words
| That charm our daily speech no more.
Strange that the sweet old songs of birds
| Outlive the name chat beauty bore
| That youth and genius should have died
| Like waves along some drowsy shore,
And yet these graceful elms abide
| And lllacs bloom beside the door.
The sunshine has lonely look,
The dew has vanished from the sod,
The pasta worn and catered book
With little left but love and God.
Whoever dies, these live right on
Why play the gloomy March in Saul E?