The state journal., 1878-01-11

years. l#f
sponge on foe and friend. t|+
NY meals are all the works man ,ears,
And I'll swallow him in the end.
But, nevertheless, on this new year morn,
AS my foremost foot comes down,
I'll show you in passing, some fruits you have
born,
While I've taken step in your town.
Once on time. with business eyes,
You viewed the land which westward lies.
Saw it was fertile, passing fair;
Saw stores of minerals buried there;
Beheld the here's on many plain,
And vistas broad of waving grain.
Then into this land you fain would 60,
For there's wealth in handling wealth, you
know.
Then railroad you resolved to run
Speedily toward the setting sun,
Until the trade of that land was won.
You issued bonds with the speed Of thought,
And Justify your workmen wrought.
Tracing line of cuts and fills, ,
vermicular, among the hills.
Merry, then, was Jefferson town
At thought of time, when roaring down
From the Western hills, the freighted traiCs
Should bring increase of its scanty gains.
From morn to eve men talked about
Good times ahead. But sad to tell,
Unluckily the bonds gave cut.
And out the railroad bottom fell. I.i.
Then twas dull in jefferson town
The railroad builders rested upon
The worm-ike streak OF work they'd done.
' B0ndholders said, come promptly down
With interest tax! We must be paid,
Whats'er beiids; trade or no trade.
Slow, but sure, comes change in my train.
The railroad builders are at it again;
And the worm.like streak toward set of sun
May grow till the trade of the West be won;
For the bonds ere non est till the work be
done.
Scratch, scratch, scratch, the road is building;
Cheer up, Taxpayers, twill come!
And by virtue of this "spurL" you may ride
upon the rail,
Or collapse Another fue and and stay at
home.
Bat though you're sluggish as corporation,
In individual matters yen are faster.
You waste no time in sham deliberation,
When every one is merely his owa master.
Then work comes up as close to calculation,
AS practics does to preaching by pastor.
In proof of which, look down from off your
hills ri.-
And see your brace of splendid bran new
mills.
y Sc down into the bottom then, and see
What change is DER its former dreamy
spirit.
You'll say 'tis great as ever change can be;
So great, indeed, you really seem to fear 1t.
But as you can't bring back the lethargy
That's gone, you'll soon make up yeur mind
to bear 1t.
The wagons come and 60. The three mills
elatter,
And puff out flour and smoke. The busy
well, no matter.
Pm glad to see Improvement, too, in taste,
So plainly visible along your streets.
'Tis true, can not say you've made much
4 haste, .I s1i
, For still there's much of uglness one meets.
But though aesthetics do net run to waste
In this vicinity, there's much that greets
The critics eye as pledge sfmore to come.
There's nothing like neat, attractive home.
/ can nor say your town has much Increased
In population, outside Of the pen.
That institution, may say, at least,
Has held its own. Unfortunately men
And We IN have not in the slightest ceased
4 To do ioIbidden things. They'll ne'er again,
Till resurrection morn, refrain from sin.
(Where ten deserve the pen, but one gets
in.)
must not forget to speak In the praise
OF the patriots pure, who give all their days.
And part of their nights, to serving the
State. M E ~
They're true men and good. They ought to
Z be great. fs
\ They've little to say, and nothing to do,
But to see that their per Quod Is not over
due.
With feet on the fender and books on the
shelf, :"