Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1905-06-03
KEPT MANY YEARS.
Folder Dated in 1862 Among Arti-
cIes Preserved by Miss
Kirkpatrick.
WAS NEW YEAR GREETING
Work in Colors, Red and Blue on
White-5eautifUI Verse Appro-
pirate at Time.

Among the articles that were found
in the belongings of the late Miss An
ME Kirkpatrick is one that will be of
interest to the Argus readers. 1t is
a folder of white enamel paper printed
in red and blue. The title page is or
namented in the style of the printing
of the date it bears, January 1, 1862.
The wording is as follows:
Carriers Annual Address to the Pa
irons of the Rock Island Daily Argus.
January l. 1862" The front page is
also adorned by a calendar for the
new year, on one side of it being the
following reading matter: THE Daily
Argus, containing full Geographic re-
ports, and the latest news, is publish.
ed at this Office by Danforth & Jones,
every evening Sundays eXcepted) al
six dollars a year, payable quarterly
in advance" On the other side is, 'the
Weekly Argus, containing nearly all
the reading matter of the daily, is pub
ished every Wednesday morning, at
two dollars per annum, in advance, to
single subscribers. and three dollars
if not paid in advance"
This folder was set by w. J. Kirkpa-
trick, and at the same time |. n. Kirk |
patrick was pressman in the Argus of |
fee he being the father of w. ]. Kirk
patrick, who is the present pressman.
Beautiful Verse.
Upon the inside pages of the folder
are the following verses, which were
set in two columns and printed alter
nately in red and blue:
In ancient days the MINISTRIES sung,
From house to house upon their way, |
The old-time Notwithstanding tales
OF valiant knights and ladies gay.
Men gave them gold. and women smiles.
And well they Jared thro' all the land;
AS on they passed from door to door,
They were indeed a happy band
An. those were days when poets sung
The gallant strains men loved to hear!
But now too oft their singing falls
Upon dull and senseless ear! II
No more they wear the minstrel sarb.
And welcome find in lady,s bower;
Their fancy lacks the kindling smile, II
The inspiration of the hour. II
And only on the printed page
You cOldly read the glowing thought, II
Which in the poets glowing age II
Your smile and warmest praise had
bought, II
Now once a year the minstrel comes. II
And sings his song from door to door,
His humble rhymes unlike the songs
That happier poets sung before. II
lis only when time brings around
The first dawn of the rolling year,
He ventures out upon the way,
And asks awhile your friendly ear.
lis notes are varied; yet not oft
he sounds d bold or stirring strain;
such songs as ancient bardS have loved,
No modern deeds revive again.
FOR this has been sordid age,
And the high themes the poet sung
You would not listen; so he learned
Rhymes suited to a feebler tongue
May strike a richer. deeper chord;
His song throb with the rolling drum.
And breathe the spirit of the sword.
cor we have fallen on better days:
treat with the deeds of valiant men.
With mighty observation-disclosures
bold
he coward hand that dared to strike
Our banner floating in the skies.
a sword whose lightning
Babe ali the loyal north arise.
md well we answered to the call
From hill and vale, from rock Snd
he ardent east-the gallant west
Upon the foe their thousands pour.
Tot all the rusty bonds of peace
That seemed to grid our sleeping land
'ould bind our hearts so close as this.
The thought that moves US, heart and
hand.
We fight for Neutrality-suspicious. word,
That thrills anew the patriots heart
With that great battle-cry shall part
o vindicate the laws our sires
In wisdom framed, anew we pour
he rich libdtion of our blood.
Where patriot blood was shed before
gain we write on history's page
Names. that the future years shall
# men who do not shrink to meet
The anger of a treacherous zoe.
# men who fight beneath the flag
That led SiTeS darker days. |
,eneath whose starry folds we won 4
Our Washington's immortal rays
nd on the waves our banner floats,
'ull well its stars and stripes are known
To Perry's and Decatur's foes.
nd still the glorious symbol streams.
Sustained by hands and hearts as
Bear witness-soul of Patriot wardD
And still Columbia rules the wavel
he world is richer for the blood
heir names have power to thrill the
And stir as like a bugle call
Veil may the poet tell their deeds
In flowing numberS-though his art
an add no glory to their fame.
Nor TO the tale a charm impart
What song can move as like the names
OF Lexington or Bunker Hin?
Whose spirits breathe around US stu?
merica shall need no bard
In future years the tale to tell
low Anderson stood by his flag
How Lyon and how Baker fell
tat in the glory of our arms
The added honor to our name
shall see assured
The pledge of their undying fame.
ct at the passing of the year
Which saw such knightly Valor shown,
Veil may we name with honest pride
What fame from east 10 west hath
blown
nd looking forward through the days
That soon shall mark the dawning
year,
non our sky the dawn of hope