The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1875-05-26


About this time every year there is a house
cleaning soirec around the Office Of daily
newspaper. The cobwebs are brushed down,
some kalsominine done, littlo paint applied;
and The head editor turns the poetry .
drawer IL his table wrong lido up ana siehs j
still SMALL sieh IL be reeards ~ scoroS q Is
jeoted manuooripts Almost orory al forI
the pesf year BE has toes6d postxy Into (ho
sto-basket with liberal hand, and yet hefo
Is enough u an ! book 6ome bsys kesl,'
saved y ~ returned but Wers nsver a lI1i|
for othera have ray Of two of merit on.
ers were laid aside ont Of compliment 10 tic
author who Il level-headed on oil other mst-
tiers.
/ All the crushed hopes buried Ia this heap /
The young, the old, matron, maid, bachelor
and Benedict have contributed Some were
thirating for fame, others had an hour To-
spare, and nineteen ont Of twenty have vrit@
ten at the bottom Of the last page ri know
you like good poetry" or, Please publish
this in conspicuous place
| Some time last Fall young lady. sitting at
her chamber window whom she ought to have
been in bed, saw the cold clouds drive BY and
heard the October winds wailing on the house.
| top, and she ran after the ink-bottle and dash
ed off pound or two OF rhyme, commencing
with:
| This autumn eve the Winds are blowing
The phantom clouds are doMlnx BY.
Like rivers o'cr the rockets towing
| But that's enough. When stone h called
" stoneletj" and q brick Is called brick
let, " such poetry win be worth dollar line
Next comes long letter headed: What
4 Little Girl Thinks.' No one will ever know
from that letter what she thought. The ink
was heavily diluted with water, the pen was
as fine as q pin, and the man who succeeded
in deciphering It would have had his eyes ruin
ed forever.
The next is more poetry, Some poor girls
brother went to war, and happening to re-
member IL sac tunes her lyrc and sings
a0ur Edward wasa noble youth
NJ Wsss ssa Is e s's sssRg s assss ss homo
And left our hearthstoie sad and lone.n
Itappears from the above that Edwards
mother was happy, but as to Edwards own
feelings there is no clew. He passed, but
whether he passed to Canada or tho Potomac
no one knows, though charity supposes that
he died ON the battlefield. Some Of the SOL
diers looked spruce enough in their uniforms,
but 1t seems that Edwards "garb had an
uncouth appearance.
Requiems are always in ORDER When
poet can't tackle anything else he can always
make strike on q requiem. About the midi
die of November Is the time to yet up redui-
ems ON the dying year. This ono comes In
about that time. The author says
Filled Is the air with snownakes,
As pure as the mind Of bride,
In snowy white on morning bright,
In youth full beauty and pride"
Iii sad thing to look upon snow storm,
especially If the wood pile is lying around
loose in the back yard aud the police are de-
fermined to enforce the snow ordinance. Fur
Their on he says the Winters winds are
cold" but II he has any doubt Of it the
American public will put up heap Of money
on it.
Poetry again. 1t is headed !" Alone,n
and the author says it is original. She's
young lady, and she thrills
All alone In the twilight lighted room
TT watching the n; shadows Lows 60 come and go
But darker than night IL my sad hearts gloom.r
Poor girl It's dull business looking for
shadows in dark room. And what could
have allied her heart that breach Of promise
suit wouldn't have swept aways
And here are two pages ON "Last Rites.
It's w0rnan's hand again, and she says
Lay her upon her bIer--
The summer, lately dead.v
1t is sad thing to have Summer pass away
No more hanging over the gate, no more
strawberry short-cake--farewell to peaches
and cream! The girl undoubtedly felt sad,
but she wasn't half as melancholy as her faith
OF, who knew that he'd got to lay In ten tons
Of coal and unnumbcred potatoes and cab
bages.
The next is on "The Flag We Love- and
young man must have worked ON II until
three o'clock in the morning He says that
he adores the star-spapgled banner, and that
he wants to die with its folds covering him.
Flags are SO cheap that he can keep one ON
hand to be ready for emergencies.
! The next one starts off and inquiries
| awhere are Che brides we used to sees"
| That's the question, and as she does not
answer It she cannot expect any one else to-
bother HIS head. Boys have habit Of "peg-
ging !" at birds, and perhaps the worm crop
was failure and the songsters had tohunt Up
fresh fields and pastures new.
All ! we'll. There's dozen Of pages left,
snd it viii answer every purpose il they are
sent to the rag-miE. II IT were capital Of
Tense to PITT rhymes together every hatgmah
would be killed by overwork within month.
Detroit Free Press.
Tie yo4ng man who spoiled the Word buzz
gard, Observation-Disclosures -buzzard, and
was consequently retired with q trombone re-
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