Towanda daily review. [volume] (Towanda, Pa.) 1879-1921, 1880-03-06

AS some believe, or hope, or fear,
According az their fancies lean
To things material or unseen,
Where mortals from this world departed,
Upon new and strange life started,
Enjoy those scenes of heavenly rest,
Among the mansions of the blest--
Prepared for those who here below,
Through narrow paths, and straight do go;
Or, having in their earthly state
Preferred the wide and easy gate
In purgatory mediate,
Upon the stolen waters sweet,
And secret bread which here they eat
Lamenting that the after taste
OF food they chose in thoughtless haste,
Should be so bitter. And no device
Could save them from the consequences,
In wretched thoughts, and tortured senses.
OF actions ''naughty, yet so NICE"
1t happens there Us often here,
Friendships arc formed both sweet and dear,
That birds and fowls of kindred feather
AS here below, flock together
The spheres divide in little coteries--
Art and science have their yotaries
The gossips still their trade pursue,
And grind forever SANDERS mill,
For 'ts truth that is not new,
The filthy will be filthy still.
One difference great, In realms OF space,
That each soul fits In It's own place.
X set 81 selves arc kept on handf,
In places high, and each new band
Of comers miscellaneous,
Are in them instantaneously shaken.
They fit the shape of all pure souls,
Which, after passing through the holes,
Are sorted out according TO their size
A company both good and wise.
But evil hearts In form are changed;
The wondrous selves are so arranged
These wicked souls catch fast and stick,
Because with sin they have grown thick
1t happened once upon time,
A fresh arrival in this cline,
Became the cause of some commotlou
Among those spirits whose devotion
TO mundane matters was conspicuous,
And in spirit quite ridiculous.
From regions near the Susquehanna--
A river finer than Abana,
That Naaman loved In days Of old.
This Spirit came and thus was told
That II was bound to freely speak TO thosc aroun
Its knowledge and own private views
Upon the subject of local aers.
The new arrival begged to state
In life and thoughts twas most sedate
OF rumors flying, it had heard,
And treasured an occasional word,
1t thought but still would not insist
That some in town were fond of Whist.
The schools had ceased the use of hickory,
The dancing club was called Tepschore;
While others had become fanatic
Over the art they call Dramatic.
In politics we've had Conventions,
Discussing much their good intentions
To make some wise and fit selection,
TO vote for at the next election.
Among the classes and conditions
Are found, Of course, the towns musicians:
To give their lives variety,
They've formed n Musical Society.
But nothing's had the great attraction,
And given the happy satisfaction,
Afforded by the class in reading,
Which some how failed to keep proceeding.
To give this subject of local neys,s
Its full, complete, and proper dues,
~ feel incompetent" the Spirit said
"This topic grave, I've scarce the head
To comprehend. The Reporters part
Is far too Creative not the art.
Let ATgRs, with his hundred eyes,
Who sees all thoughts, all smiles, nil siGhs.
a journal be of weekly information,
To tell what's passing in the nation;
1t may not be Republican,
But politics are under ban;
Then, if You wish something new.
refer sou to the Daily REYIEw.