The Hartford herald. [volume] (Hartford, Ky.) 1875-1926, 1878-06-19
THE REUNION.
ANIMAL PoEN READ AZ THE PREss CONVENTION
AT ROPEISsvILLE, JUSE 5. 1873,
BIT hR. 3. C. nkRcBR.

flushed is the battle-shock,
Buried the tOnahaWk,
Der all the hills and valleys OF the land,
Scorn then to squander life
In idle, aimlsss strife,
when jocund friendship calls her socia
band.
No moro the stihing damp
or factions Turky camp
smothers,
And we to-day will clasp
Hands ia a cordial grasp.
eve feW-we happy fsW-uo band o
brothers"
In this z cen vale Of rest
shall the o'erlabored breast,
Reflect new faith, hope, lsVs frsn friend
ships eye,
Az Alpine SHOWS renew
At eve, the rosy hue
Which blushe, in the gardens OF the sky.
The steel We draw to-day
Is not for mortal fray
At which humanity in horrsr sicksns,
lis but for roasted lambs,
Baked ducks and sugETsd hams
And fragrant broils Of suceulent Spring
chickens.
Strawberries, creams and ices
And cakes uf quaint devices,
Arsund the amphitheatre usstrs",
The spectators and players
Each in the drama snares,
Their only cue to-day the barbeeus.
Forget all plots aud schemes,
Ambitions airy dreams,
Rainbows at birth but fading in cold INST
Forget the plseemAn's claim,
Fsrgst even every name
on III. dark roster, the delinquent list.
Oh, men of pea and type,
In sad experience ripe,
No. stretched at ease in rscrshtons mead
Ows,
This wsrli of doubts and dreams
A printing office seess,
And round you fit thousand types and
shadows.
And all Of mortal race
Pass through Times printing press, -,
Some posters, pamphlets sOme-tome book
Of worth,
Some, as the eagle dies,
Soar upward 20 the skies,
And some are jest-books for moment
nirth.
some men are eopy WIZ
With wisdom, pijh ana wit,
A book Of knowledge in a paragraphs
And some are long and solemn,
As a post obit colu.nn,
And full Of fable rs an epitsph.
Some nobly walk the land
With spotlvss heart in hand,
Their lines all justified, correct and level,
And others are self seeking
By crooked paths and sneakinG
A foul and inky sort OF printers devil
| True men We toast to day,
II they we're Blue or Gray
J. nothing here, If heart and head be true
Old strifes have had their day,
Ola things have passed away
And on US dawns n InoIni 6 bright An'
new.
Heaven pity human ueaSnCss
! And school our FOULS in meekness,
And give the throne Of love supreme do
ninion.
Some day perehanee well learn
! Il 10 not well TO spurn
A brother man Tor difference Of opinion.
| The conflicts Of the ages
Which reddsn history't pages,
Plead loud as the last trump for federation
And still the harp Of time
1 In symphony Sublime,
ReneHs tho golden song to every nation.
Perchanes above tbi, cloud,
Which wraps as like a shroud,
And dulls our sense and wells our feeble Wis
ion;
In heavens sweet bye aud bye"
Wen learn the mystery
OF mortal PASSION, weakness and misprisiOn
In the pure atmosphere
OF that uncloudei sphcre,
UnyeIed by earthly conflict Lincoln sees
The greatest Of bis foes
Jackson, in bliss repose,
by hfe's clear river, meath the ipuorta
trees.
o Tribunss, Journals, News,
Q Banners aud Review,
GsIctIes, Commercials, Hsralds, Tinss IN
| Yssman,
Seek not the mob's applause,
But make a common cause
And in the wars Of truth no more be Zoe
men.
One little drop Of ink,
How small il 10 We think,
Yet who can tell what that one drop con
tains!
Perchanee il holds the shower
| Which cheers the dropping flower,
| Pcrchance the food whish devastates th
plains.
Not words Of boast and cant
Are now Kentueky's want,
But words which cut like faithful surgeon
steel
Against the men Of blood
Who seek to pour a food
OF strife aud wrath Ger all the common Wsa
Proclaim the rich increase
Which COWS from sacred peace,
Opens the stream and paves the AppiA
way,
Keeps free from spot or scath
The shrine Of public faith
And holds the bloody cOmmunist at boy
In the fierce forge Of thought
A peoples fame is wrought,
On England's cliffs, or Berlin's sandy plat
Wealth ike the swallow flies,
, But genius never dies,
Song, statue, worth and eloqaence renal
Tie yours the State to teash
The Evangers silVeTy speech,
Peace, ORDER justice and the Golden hul
To Ike three things abound
Upon Kentucky ground
The Press, the Bible and the Public schs'
So Bell and Bullock wrought,
: With noble aTdOr fraRgbt,
To es,s the paLgs of human uretehedne'
J Revealed to sightless eyes
The light that never dies
And gave Ksntucky's blind the printi
. press.
Lift up your fellow men
Te toilers Of the pen,
Open the paths Of peace and Danish stri
And be each toiler found
A sheet unsoiled and bound
Ia the white book Of everlasting life.
: This is the way one Of our exchang
!. sweetly urgeth its subscribers to 70
!. over the needful:
Tell me, ye angelic host,
Ye ministers Of love,
Can suffering printers here below
Have no redress above!