MIXING, FEBRUARY 19,1848(OUIQINAL.)A Vision on the Kennebec.“Tlmt e*er l.o nearer conn** ourscl ’h it inuckle pity(continued.)“To sot* your friend#! quoth I, “I fear V ou‘11 find a cool reception here ;You'll find poor lodging and worse cheer, If you depend On friends for it; far and nearYou'll find no friend.“ Not one, should you a ramble take From old Seguin to Moosehend Lake,To give your hand the friendly shake,You old peace meddler; Unless it be some travelling rake,Or Oxford Pedlar.“Tut, man !” said he, with knowing wink, “Pin not so friendless as you think ;I've here a score, some deem the pink Of human kind.That to me friendship’s golden link