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the Augur. May they perforate the crust of
ignorance, with a gigantic hole, through which
blushing civilization can sweetly peer into futurity."
"THE FAIR SECT-First in war, first in peace, and first in the hearts of thier countrymen, may them that love them flourish, and may them that hate them, dwindle down as near to nothing as the bonnets of the aforesaid."
That toast was Lawyer Nugents. Aspine Todds was the last.
"THE LUMINOUS LAMP OF PROGRESSION—
whose sciathericol shadows falling upon earthly matter, not promoting seiolism, or siecity, may it illumine humanity as it tordigradly floats from matters aynious wastes to minds majestic and opyrous climes."
The Editor of the Gimlet then rose, and sez he, "before we leave this joyous grove, I have a poem I wish to read you. It is dedicated to the Goddess of Liberty, and is transposed by another female, who modestly desires her name not to be mentioned any further than the initials B. B.
Before all canses East or West
I love the Liberty cause the best,
I love its cheerful greetings ;
No joys on earth can e'er be found
Like those pure pleasures that abound
At Jonesville Liberty meetings.
Before all people East and West,
I love the Liberty men the best,
Thier accents mildly spoken;
Can harmless make the poisoned bowl,
Build up the wounded, and control
The hearts that's almost broken.
To all the world I give my hand,
My heart is with that noble band,
The Jonesville Liberty brothers;
May every land preserved be,
Each elime that dotes on Liberty,
Jonesville before all others.
The pick nick never broke up till most night,
I went home before it broke- and if there ever
was a beat out cretur I was, I jest dropped
into a rocking chair, and sez I, "there neednt
be another word sed- I never will go to another
4th as long as my name is Josiah Allens wife. "
"Mother you haint patriotick enuff," sez Thomas J., "you dont love your country."
"I dont know what good it duz the nation, to have me all torn to pieces," sez I "look at my dress ! look at my bonnet, and cape, any one had ought to be a iron clad to stand it- and look at my dishes, " sez I.
"I guess the old heroze of the revolution went through more than that," sez he . "Wall I haint a old hero" sez I. Sez he "You can honor em, cant you. "Honor em" sez I, " I wonder what good it has done to old Mr. Layfayette to have my new earthen pie plates smashed to bits, and a couple of tines broke off of one of my best forks. What good has it done to Thomas Jefferson" sez I, growin excited, " what good has it done him to have my lawn dress tore off of me by Betsey Bobbet. What benefit has it been to John Adams, or Isaih Putnum to have old Peedick step through it," Sez I, "what honor has it been to George Washington to have my straw bonnet flatted down tight to my head. I am sick of this talk about honorin, and liberty, and duty," sez I. "folks will make a pack horse of duty, and ride it to circuses, and bull fights if we had em- You may talk about honorin the old heroze, but if I live to another 4th I will honor em to home, and try to live till I have done honorin of em."
And when I say a thing, Mr. Peterson, I mean it.
BRIDE.
BY N. M. JOHNSON.
YEARS have fled since thou and I,
Wandered by the river side;
While the star-gems of the sky,
Brightly glanced within the tide.
Many a tale had we to tell
Of the past- its smiles and tears;
Then Hope, with her magic speil,
Bade us speak of coming years.
Thou wouldst wish for human love;
I would seek for earthly fame;
Each too oft delusive prove;
Fame at best is but a name.
I have gained my wish, in part;
That brief tribute hath been mine;
But for one devoted heart,
Gladly would I all resign.
Memory wanders far tonight,
Seeking for that pebbly strand,
Where, beneath the moon's soft light,
Thus we lingered, hand-in-hand;
Dreaming of the coming years,
Nought of fear had we to tell;
Yet our eyes were dim with tears—
We had met to say, "Farewell!"
Years have passed since thou and I,
Wandered by the river side;
Love hath lit life's Summer sky—
Thon art now a happy bride.
May that sky be ever bright;
Peace and joy attend thy way,
Till for thee earth's shadowy light,
Brightens to the eternal day.
