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ei- ie ©For the Natvhliot Ui'.s Times. I31‘ooxvnjj;, iVJci. Irilti. } *To CotlMii X^oter-*' SoraoUme ,sn;i;e tlier© appear*'*! in I he r! “Times/* ii ricli ‘morcenu/' in libuk verseVliltadd rested to Mr. “rhim Doolittle/* or more j f lt;ufnmiiiiir) y, tlt;» “(W-^in Sant.” Xlt;»wf sis w« jjjj •‘.'jKKHiYtllinin,” v*wiv of to*. tmtwi(h.st;i:our “fhmglniiioripi itm” lmve a taste . -lit. iiii--good tlihigs—ai!*l I ho, we dout a! to- ;,|^lln r approve of si!T i h;* ^i-nl:nn-iits n»!« ; jlaineti in 111 * po!t*hcd saiiro of mu tpiou- |]((% ! d;v?:i i Vuts hi Peter, yrt we do believe in |ll;Jv’ '‘reudtrviiu'T ui*tU'C7te*uv-fho «hiiig* that are ]i;ifct t his. nnd 4tti»:irn,''iinh» v bom honor is dm*/* |pt ¥ iat*l we think onr ousiit Pate, im Saiiiiis** jioi-’iinl it lt;’ 1 I; iahi»- *'('tu xarooc. Ihnles^ue sjJ(vtvour f'ubk'K, onct the saddle rightwheiv it ptiichcs, you ^ tixpt1**!-. i,:ntheivM ha souit? Uiiiehing . Now dear *,lt;»! -*ox, yon iwjf 4to}i.t /o biiiN a fly* 'V\H* *lYofj |:eori;it£ eye—wiwm the ^thutodt rliiu#s j s-itsn© to iuu:d, and was ojn m? I and your pr,. ! iniftiihihle correspi'^deact'—with eonsm . lol” inv ifing him oiil West—where jn e Ur. might ‘*iVnfhei* his tjesT,” was being. *|tll* , t end, just- nnairhw—» dozen or snore^po«MiviiIi:ins, ail hi lt;Ugcr eXpccta! ion, j fl||j gathering, wm ad—as line a ft or line, and | w|fdianipjpiw^viw soisit* iiiuiu- ! jjuging in tiiinitStntiUM mars of laughter-- f.ti!ncrttaps, sooli T*» he checked up hy SOUK* jh.-:trh‘ aika-don—wl.lek—-without much wf, stretch nf liairy might lift eoTistnied as ] to pei-M)iia! Oh’the ipa rnes, as to whomIX■O’does this tit, .and that suit, and .who 1 f|^ could tie the niuTtor of so uttidi audacity— ! wj. whv pit. wrtij cvni xathat it cun- j f|ff;\I;u’d, luiit t*‘i‘eiaiiigfc th maintain a tsoit [ toe fr/tl—this idea however was solt;ui ri-i |(!| uieiileii out of roinsteiKinre—and the ery ' s*“|of “Nobody hurt *’ iss/’Old Abe, usiid to say when the wires luonght the news ofone lt;ii' face’s ‘‘Shiiighter eh urges or-Sloiurwall's left hanthnl i outi*s—lt; *h, y*s,ilsv\viiitinalltieM'e is iiolav.ly hmv—-here and Spoon- | jlt,villa ewii yef. hoast of her ‘‘limb’s of the | h;i\v,‘’ huews ef thr bnv, and her llteete- jtinr«ini- Now ooK, if 1 iv ro a poet I'd r j1;lkii*sny7.i*.11 nfillvery sooti let s-oijiehouy—-yes, *'very body kmnv it—Iktt siuee 1w;w my inisi-n Uric to have 1» e?J horn its a eabin, raisett ill si J |,y ean*d»rnh«*f r*u*ked in a gum si ml fed on Jlar meat: got all my ecim sition in a^eoim-try sehooldumse, went to ehnreli on Sun* . ,|0 days and to work on Mondays—eons**- J jj,, • piently had preelous little tostmiy litre : V;, or the tin** arts allwsiys h;ul it ear for inn-sie, ami may hiive had itiueh “luusie in my y J soul,” as the poet says, * ni:iuy a llower is horn to Idush unseen, anil so forth” so it may have 1*eou in my rase, for I’m lt;piite sun* mueh of iny innsieal talent still lies huhedded hi the deep*’ unfathomed tavern of my soul/*Tint to return to the subject—-Fortry, I do iovo |H**try. There is the poetry of the dowers—no fmisie there hut Olt! to thinlvf»-n.aahit)c-dawiot-a1^l!1-ill»io•V\1 tin tlii «TnN! [ «-!• ofnrof the *‘silent tongues, in mute adorat on. j AVu * m * , ft # i - _ jas they bring their increase of praise itithe early Spring, and the trjst.ii fount, and gushing streams, the silver zsiooimTid cuapTieher st:sn*y train, old Ocean, with its i t;v tossing main—these have no voice, and j Fr yet they tell upon hearts that feel—and ‘ eo:tift with de.**p emotion §wc11. I «:iid—J : Ofloved poetry Consul—and have read some j ha pros ■ -yea, when a truant schoolboy, a j s-ekind licnrted playmate—a giii—yes—foi‘ j sn they are kindlier —in tlieir nature than ] Frrough nhotl nnin^loaiicd me a worn and j foitorn copy of ‘’Charlotte Temple,” and I ! tin read it, and didn't i weep o’er ds pages, ves my young heart in pity w ept an 1followed the heroine ami victim oil and j un on, through her trials and misfortune* he- ! th lievtli£ that all that was printed in [ vtlt;hooks wu» true. A* I grew ohler in my ; th studies I occitslonaily Interspersed in my i f,,i rt*adin^ such tale* of fiction as, “Children \. t of til** Ahtwy -“Tli»*!riis of .Warsaw”-— ! sp“Scottish Chief*, “Last of the Huron*, A*c.*Ac. After a while, i concluded, all this\va» trash, unlit funl for the humaneoshnntilehmind—during the Reviiltition of 01—news **oitnPP-Va» scarce—and htMiks scarcer, and I ionudeinih*3*inctit for a season, in reading the “Tomb* of the Sclpio's, t mnslat«*d by Hillard, of Ala., and tlio emanating as, twerc front “dream laml,” w ill w ell repay ;t perusal—lun n truce to the past—and let’* have a talk with our gentle «ij. I know \ \\] you have A jwthl, atid one that soiuetinie* j atitolie1stS;ltoieOfn-k-it*m iscirthofien.*emmakes others feci it* spell. Then why those strict are* on the modest effort* ©1‘ our “Crein© d© la creme,” “Our Fanny Fay* IJti cruel on tlmw? w’lio flan* occupy the “Ptwfs Corner* Yes this was - the most _ __ MukiUfhrt oat of all —would you. pluck UuiXff bud ere the rose is in bloom f ‘ i ould you rjuencli the aider of a youthful soul,'— t thtlifnr VAnd in your otrictares on the dance. Describing how th© young folks prance,In- wh n Ik- — ■ 1 J FiscofA1ofltokrkiluiFiliinJSheatti your polished weapon—your blade is bright and keen. And all our faults in your mirror so©iu Ah geutlo coz, was there not a time, when yon plumed your flight 011 new Hedged wing, and felt the poison of the critic's sting, metliiuks you should read “Fauify Fern’s ‘‘Critique on CriticUm, Have charity 1 and “pass ourimperfections by—always retiieiuberitig that “Tall oaks from little A corns grow.And then your flings at “Parson Jarviu, Alford the *M§ too much margin.Though set to meter avid well rhymed, For public morals not well tinted, n yo ibinjThe kweet embraces of the walt^,And all their tit bit petty faults With you we never can agree, .A friendly eye such faults could s *?.Well somehow or other I’m astride of my p4?gususr in spite of me, and lest lie “dash his foot against a stone,**—1spTipeprnlt;BiI’ll dismount—luuid yoa the rein,Hoping soon to hear againThro the cointuns of the “Times/9An answer to my rough shod lines.HRHTITSCMWlt;toblHSVFtcesi inogr
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The Semi Weekly Natchitoches Times
Natchitoches, Louisiana, US
Wed, Oct 10, 1866
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