The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1882-07-28

quest for Mrs. Mary Cady formerly Mar
Barter), by Mr.. F. Newell, of Bristol, VIII
is 81 years of age:
Long time ago, when earth was green and youno
When herbs and trees had just from chaos sprung,
Ere waving fields of richly covered grain
Or lowing herds enriched the naked plain
lonely traveller, as the story goes
Beneath palm tree sought nights repose
The messy turf composed his downy bed,
A few stray leaves pillow for his head.
Yet quiet sleep his eyeids quickly close
No pain afflicts-no fear disturbs repose
EVE.
In dream he saw maiden bright and fair,
Her face was blonde, and auburn was her hair;
With gentle steps she reached the sleepers side,
bunch OF flowers she held her face to hide.
Amazed, he wondered; as he caught her eyes
with golden plumes she upward seemed to rise,
Around her head thousand emeralds meet,
A rainbow circled round about her feet;
A chariot. upborne by seraph's wings,
With slow descent some heavenly message brings
Her robes at once are changed to spotless white,
Her form ETHEREAL lost to mortal sight
The watchful angels nightly vigils keep,
And guard the helpless during peaceful sleep.
Perchance, they whisper in the dreamer's ears
Some Joyous message, or excite his fears.
The traveller now awoke and I'D he sprane
Ere morning stars their early anthem sang
He gazed around and now perplexed to find
No trace OF scenes which late disturbed his mind
Time rolls eeaseless course and many wears
Witness generations joys and tears
The pleasant dreams of many youthful mind
Like angels visits, leave no trace behind.
CADY.
And now youth appeared fatigued to rest,
He sought shade that sheltered him the best,
In this retreat, reclining for while
A maiden passed him, vet he caught a smi1e
40, leave me not" he cries; pledge my hand
All possess remains at thy command
My cottage stands adown little DELL
In peace and plenty there Well ever dwell.
She gave her hand and meekly thus replied
From this day forth I'll be your loving bride
Tll share your joys, and will share with thee
My heart and life if you are true to me-
DIED.
Ten years pass on and worldly cares now prest.
The bride had gone to where the Weary rest
He spent his days TO loneliness now prone:
For who can stand life's battles here alone
In welded bliss there surely may be found
Those social joys, united hearts surround
Not long to wait, for mem'ry never dies.
Miss BARTER.
A FREUD of early years-new hopes arise,
If still unpledged he fondly hoped to find,
married life may truly suit her mind.
He seeks her home not as in early years,
Disturbed by doubts, delayed by childish fears.
I'll I" Barter all 1 have and not repine
10 change your name and call it after mine
AS birds in autumn seek a southern sky
So welded ones, arrayed in gay attire,
Leave early homes to distant ones retire.
The birds return, and as is wont, each spring,
Old mother Goose" her little ditty sings.
A BABY.
Lullaby baby upon the tree top,
When the wind blows he-cradle will rock
When the bough breaks the cradle will fall
And down comes lullaby baby and ALL"
Here will close. Accept what 1 have penned,
With the best wishes of your aged friend
| +. NEWELL.