National Republican. (Washington City (D.C.)) 1872-1888, 1886-11-26
THANKSGIVING DAY.
First Installment OF Sentiment In
spired by the Occasion.

spired by the Occasion,
EDITOR NATIONAL REPUBLICAN,: Although
the great Washington -killer--may his
shadow never grow less lis still, doubtless,
engaged upon his orrand Of mercy in relieving
a long-suilering community of the verslcle
writer, yet venture to offer You the inclosed
lines for your next issue. They were written
were read at my own Thanksgiving dinner,
between the walnuts and the wine" Truly
yours, EDWARD RENAuD.
No. 3l2 ! street northwest.
WASHINGTON, D. c., THANKSGIVING DAY, 1856.
LAUs DBo IA. d. 1886.
t"Aner the first harvest of the oolonists at
Plymouth In 1921 Gov Bradford sent four mon
ont fowlihg that they might after a more spe-
cial manner rejoice together VI
sing not of HomerIc days.
OF Agamemnon or of Hector,
OF crowns OF laurel or Of bays,
Or Pallas, Athen'e proud protector;
But of our years Of sweet accord
of lightsOme lives and larger living
We give to God our glad THANKs6IviNG.
! wonder was II that the bread
Turned tasteless to the Pilgrim Fathers,
Or that the sad skies overhead
Frowned fierce with clouds November gath.
ers,
That in the sturdy commonwealth
Where men and maids dwolt, glad or growl-
To praise God for his peoples health.
Stout Bradford sent four men e.fowling.
Those days pre done, with Golf, aud snood.
And doublet dccked with rosy ribbon,
With all It's bonds OF brotherhood1
Dead as the lore one reads in Glbbon;
but leaps TO life at kindly call,
With all the wondrous wreaths he flung
them,
Dear LoNGfEL1ow, beloved Of all
For every sweet song that ho sung them!
Sweet Bard, great heart so calm aud kind
That once with trlieSt throh was beating,
Our hands, like childten's cropping blind,
Stretch out to give you grateful greeting
Still, still ''thc old clock OH the stairs"
Goes, ticking never" aud "lorover;"
And still each heart his mourning woarsh
link OF love no time can sever.
But 10 the day draws onapaoe,
All gather round the table sturdy.
The father breathes the grateful grace.
Heartfelt, but neither weak nor wordy;
SO, smiling on the hearty cheer
Meath snowy skies, or mild, or murky,
COLUMBIA sits this waning year
To carve Lsr huge Thanksgiving turkey
Let us give thanks 10 ! / who write
In an old city, quaint and olden,
Can see the kindly hands unite
While falls the sunset glad and golden;
Can see them set my empty chair,
The glass beside Il bright and brimning,
And hear tho health they pledge me there
With happy hearts and cyelids swimming!
Let us give thanks, for harvests full
For ships that safely brdged the breakers
To bring their wealth OF wine or WOOL
For all good gifts that are our Makers!
Let us give thanks for tho5e who best
Return our kindly hands caressiug
For those who neyermOre may rest
Save under Gods benignant blessing!
Give thanRsl Give thanks Give thanks to
From humble homo or lordly dwelling
lie once with felDling footsteps trod
The world for which His heart was swelling
With hope, and love, and all things best
To make mems lives more worth the living
To make this day of peace and rest,
This year'dny Of our glad TMASKsSGIyISG J
WASHINGTON, d. G., Nov. 25, 1885.
TRUTH AND LOVE.
The works Of man shall crumble and decay,
His boast In brass and bronze shall pass away;
But DER the rolling years Of tide and time,
The truth shall flourish IN immortal prime.
Temples and towers shall orumble into dust,
Silver and gold shall perish with red rust
| And all things that we see below, above,
Shall vanish from the earth but lasting love.
The splendid wrecks Of pyramids and thrones
| Can only mark the spot where human bones
| stu moulder into dust without a name
The vain memorials Of presumptive fame
Buttruth, and love, and hope, and glorlou. song
Enhll triumph over ages, ana Ger wrong,
| And cheer the dropping spirit through the night
When vice and vengeance battle with Tho right.
JOHN A, JoYCs.
WASHINGTON, D. c., Nov. 25, 1886.
A THANKSGIVING WISH.
Whether to-day be bright or murky,
May every one have los of turkey
With cranberry and apple ''slsseS."
For old and young botn boys and lasses
And plenty, too, OF pumpkin pie,
FOr stomachs full OF dAintpss fHre - -i-N
Make much more easy fervent prayer!
| q I'm CORNER.
| THANKSGIVING.
| This is the filling time of year;
Anon the s!uihng ILLS the fowl, tho turkey fills
| The layman fills himself until grown satiate;
Then later fills the night with cries of writhlnx
pain;
Then doctor goes about his rounds and fills his
purse with gain.
CHET BAILEY.
TRANSPORTING CoUPLETs.
Who lives his thanks, in actions clear,
Has one thanksgiving all the year
Remember those whose chance for living