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POEMS AND LOCAL HISTORY; BIOGRAPHY; NOTES OF TRAVEL; A LONG LIST OF WAYNE COUNTY'S PIONEER DEAD, ALSO MANY NAMES OF THOSE WHO LOST THEIR LIVES IN DEFENSE OF THEIR COUNTRY, DURING THE LATE REBELLION, AND WHOSE HONORED REMAINS ARE IN- TERRED IN THIS VICINITY; WITH MUCH INTERESTING AND INSTRUCTIVE MISCELLANEOUS MATTER;
BY
GEORGE P. EMSWILER.
CAREFULLY COLLATED AND ARRANGED BY THE AUTHOR.
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RICHMOND, INDIANA: NICHOLSON PRINTING & MFG. Co., 1897~
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Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1897, by GEORGE P. EMSWILER, In the Office of the Librarian of Congress. at Washington.
Dedication.
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This little volume is lovingly and reverently dedicated to the memory of three noble souls, Martha Agnes Finley, Attilia R. Goodrich, and my dear, devoted mother, Elizabeth Mitchell, all long since departed from the confines of this sad world, into the abodes of peace and rest eternal.
PREFACE.
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HE contents of this volume consist of an hundred and fifty, or more, poems, on a multitude of sub- jects; also, several interesting papers on local history ; sundry biographical sketches of former citizens of note ; several old and interesting letters written in days of "auld lang-syne ;" some miscellaneous matter, pertinent and impertinent ; some brief sketches of travel ; and a long list of pioneer names, with age, and date of death, directly from the records, whose bearers have passed, in the fullness of time, to the ever-silent shores beyond ; also, a partial list of Wayne county's soldier dead : forming, in the aggregate, an exceed- ingly interesting collection, rare and valuable, to be found nowhere else in print. The material has been collected and wrought out, at various times and inter- vals, to beguile the tedium of an idle hour, and was begun in the author's boyhood days and continued on down to the present time, with no thought, whatever, until recently, of putting the matter into its present form. None of the contents have, therefore, been worked up, mechanically, with the purpose of making
PREFACE.
a book. He has no apology to offer for any defects of composition or arrangement, as we are all human and liable to err, and, besides, in his case, circumstances compelled him to be his own tutor and the architect of his own fortune. He does sincerely wish the offering were more worthy, but, such as it is, he has determined to submit it to an ever-tolerant public, hoping it may at least amuse, should it fail to edify or instruct, the reader.
THE AUTHOR.
CONTENTS.
MISCELLANEOUS POEMS.
The World's Columbian Fair . 1
The Great Pullman Strike 1
The Stars S
Musings .
9
Garfield School House
11
Life
12
Time
13
His Loving Spirit Fills All Space
15
" If a Man Die, Shall He Live Again ?" 17
Contemplation . 19
" Be Not Like Dumb-Driven Cattle " 20
The Bell at Saint Paul's 22
Niagara 24
Lines to a Late November Butterfly . 26
Thoughts Suggested by the Closing Year 29
Robert Burns 31
The Lunatic, the Lover, and the Poet . 33
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Abandon
35
Indolence .
36
Departing Summer . 38
The Snow, Dec. 2d, 1893
39
Some Cool Reflections on a Gas Fire 40
Thoughts Suggested at "Fountain Square," Cincinnati, O. 41
Thanksgiving of the Poor. 43
Aimless Thoughts 44
Scenes and Reflections at " Yearly Meeting" 45
Musings ( written while the snow was falling ) 49
Pictures of Winter 51
To a Departed Sister
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CONTENTS.
Some Characteristics of Our City's Servants . 53
Lines Suggested by the Recent Death of a Friend 55
The Toiler's Lament . 57
March 13th and 14th, 1893 5S
Master Willie May 59
Early Spring . 60
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Creation's Heirs 61
A Public Wedding at Old Pearl Street Church . 62
When Life is Young
A Wail at the Weather
63 64
Enigma .
65
To One Departed .
Random Thoughts
Lines to a Belated Grasshopper
67 6S 69 70
The World a Theatre .
To Evan Wright . 71
Lines Suggested by a Visit to Benj. and Emily Strattan . Toil On
72 73
A Doggerel on a Departed Canine .
74
Impromptu Lines Suggested by an Old Bonnet
75
The Chase .
A Sabbath Afternoon in Summer TS
A Fragment
Musings .
79 SO
Impromptu Lines to March.
To One at Rest . 81
Early Autumn . 82 Could Prayers Avail 83 The Day We Celebrate S4 March 11th, 1896 . 85 86
Passing Away
I Know No Misanthropic Hours 87 S9
Old Letters
Early Spring 91
My Love and I. 92
Lines to a Butterfly 94
When First We Met . 96
Retrospection 97
To an Absent Brother 76 77
CONTENTS. ix
Just as Thy Nature Urges
99
Crinoline 100
Memento Mori 101
Autumnal Musings 102
The Robin . 103
Two Translations. 104
In the Days When I Went Tipsying.
105
Some Reflections in a Country Churchyard 107
The Rose. 108
Artlessness in Art 109
Lines to a Late Rosebud
110
Sleeves, and Hoops, and Bustles
111
Passing Away
112
Mary Had a Little Dog 113
Lines Suggested by the Tolling of Pearl Street M. E. Church Bell . 115
The Rain - A Protest 116
A Boyish Dream 118
May 19th, 1894 .
119 :
To E. J. S. .
121
To Miss Sarah F-
122
An Humble Tribute to Nelson Stanley 123
To Rachel M. Atherton
124
To Miss Mary Rambo. . 125
Impromptu Lines to Nellie Smurr 126
To One Who Loved, Not Wisely, but Too Well 127
Lines on the Death of a Favorite Cat 128
Apostrophe 128
Seeking Gold 129
Stanzas on the Early "Gold Fever' 131
To Christian Rathfon 132.
To Isaac Kline . 133
Impromptu Nonsense 133
A New Year's Greeting to William L. John 134
Avoid Extremes . 134
To William L. John, on His Eighty-eiglith Birthday 135
These Are Weary Days of Waiting 137
To William Parry 138
To William L. John, Aged Ninety-one Years 140
CONTENTS.
To Dr. T. H. Davis . 141
Thoughts of Autumn. 142
December Sth, 1894 143
The Curfew Bell Will Ring To-Night
144
I Hate That Drum's Discordant Sound 146
Charles H. Burchenal 147
Henry R. Downing 148
Never Do Thou Stoop to Conquer
149
POETICAL LETTERS.
To Claudius Byles 152
To S. F. Smurr 153
To My Sister 156
THE SEASONS.
New Year's Morning, 1893 158
A Day of Gloom - February, 1894. 159
Winds of March 161
An April Morn . 162
A Morning in May 163
Reflections on a Morning in May 164
In the Sunny Days of June . 165
July . 167
In August -The Harvest is Over 169
August 170
September-Summer Wanes 172
Autumn -October. 174
November . 175
Farewell to December
176
Let Every Tongue Rejoice
178
Summer Salad . 180
A Summer's Day 182
Autumnal Leaves 184
To Winter . 185
RELIGIOUS POEMS AND SENTIMENTS.
O, Why Should We Mourn ? 186
In Lent . 187
At the Last 188
CONTENTS. xi
Christmas 190
Thanksgiving Day 191
Random Thoughts 193
And This Is True
194
" Be Just, and Fear Not " 195
Some Reflections 195
As I See It . 196
Jewels Are Jehovah's Trust . 197
Jesus - A Triple Acrostic 198
"Just as I Am, Without One Plea 199
ALBUM PIECES.
To Beauty, for Miss Biles 202
To Miss Mary Mason 203
To Gabriella Newton . 204
To Miss Mary Finley 205
To Mary E. H-t.
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To Mary Ellen Ward . 207
To Elmira Basset
208
To Rebecca D. Strattan 209
To Sarah F.
210
To Miss Rebecca Meek . 211
To Julia A. Brady
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VALENTINES.
To Miss Margaret McCoy 213
To Miss Phobe C-f-d. 214
To Miss Rebecca D. Strattan 215
To Miss Rebecca Meek . 216
To Miss Mary Rambo 216
LOCAL HISTORICAL SKETCHES.
My Recollections of Richmond- Paper No. 1 221
My Recollections of Richmond - Paper No. 2 . 234
My Recollections of Richmond - Paper No. 3 250
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CONTENTS.
BIOGRAPHICAL.
General Sol Meredith 258
Alfred Kayne 259
Judge James Perry . 263
Irvin Reed .
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Senator John Yaryan 270
William Parry 274
William L. John
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OLD LETTERS OF PIONEER TIMES.
Andrew Finley, Jr. (No. 1) 282
Andrew Finley, Jr. (No. 2) 285
Rebecca Bradbury 287
Susan Finley 288
MISCELLANEOUS SKETCHES.
Court House Removal 290
How Richmond Met a Crisis 291
Richmond's Postmasters 292
David Hoover's Memoir
295
A Relic of War Times 311 ≤
Some County History
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HISTORICAL.
Recollections, Etc. 32
A Trip to California 328
WESTERN SKETCHES.
An Old Time Elopement . 333
Early Railroad History at Richmond, Ind. 337
Early Railroading Between Richmond and Anderson 344
MISCELLANEOUS SELECTIONS.
Canal-Boat Trains 351
Our Navy During the War 353
War Prices in the North 355
War Prices in the South 359
Cotton Mather and the Friends 361-
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The Optimist
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The Children of the Desert 365
Chronology of Plants . 369
Shells, Fossils and Flowers 372
Travel - Notes by the Way
373
PIONEER DEAD.
First Settlers - Place of interment unknown 400
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Earlham Cemetery . 401
Maple Grove Cemetery 412
Friends' Old North Side Cemetery 412
German Lutheran Cemetery
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German Catholic Cemetery
414
Irish Catholic Cemetery
416
Hoover Burying Grounds
417
McClure Family Cemetery
418
Friends' Ridge Cemetery
419
King's Cemetery 420
Goshen Cemetery
421
Elkhorn Cemetery
423
Chester Cemetery
424
Centerville Cemetery
426
Boston Cemetery
427
Recent Deaths .
429
THE SOLDIER DEAD.
Maple Grove Cemetery 431
Earlham Cemetery
432
Elkhorn Cemetery 432
Boston Cemetery .
432
Lutheran Cemetery 432
German Catholic Cemetery
433
Irish Catholic Cemetery
433
Public Cemetery .
433
Old Catholic Cemetery
433
Kennedy's Chapel 433
God Bless Abraham Lincoln
434
Farewell Poem 435
MISCELLANEOUS POEMS.
THE WORLD'S COLUMBIAN FAIR.
Thou great White City by the lake, Thou rare conception of the mind ; A dreamy fancy crystallized, The proudest work of humankind.
The world thy equal ne'er has seen, Nor will it soon compete with thee ; In grandeur thou wilt stand alone For ages that are yet to be.
Here all the universal world Has stored the choicest things it holds Of skill, or wealth, or pomp, or power, That we may see what life unfolds.
Here mines reveal their richest ores, And forestry displays its woods, The watery world its wondrous stores, And cultured fields their fruits and foods.
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Here we behold rich gems of art, And treasures fair as ever sought,
To please the mind, or touch the heart - From earth's remotest regions brought.
From Europe and from Afric's soil, From Asia and its vast domain,
From East and West, come works of toil, And lessons for the busy brain.
Here science and mechanic art Declare the progress of the world,
And merchandise from every mart Where'er a flag has been unfurled.
Swart natives from the torrid zone, With such as dwell in regions drear,
And ocean's distant islands lone, And every continent, are here.
Behold what energy has wrought ! What grand results of brain and skill ! The climax of creative thought, A wonder to amaze and thrill.
In gratitude for priceless dower, We celebrate a country's birth - The grandest, freest, best : the flower And fruitage of the smiling earth.
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All Hail, Columbia ! May thy years Exceed the years of Greece and Rome, And may a happy people's cheers Forever greet thee : "Home, sweet home."
And thou, Chicago- Freedom's pride, A very queen by Nature blest, Whose feet are laved by wind and tide : The crown and glory of the West -
To thee belongs a meed of praise For what thou hast conceived and wrought : The grandest work of latter days By which the nations have been taught.
Here thronging millions come to see, From every foreign clime and zone, Admire and praise thy works and thee - Supremest effort man has known.
OCTOBER 12, 1893.
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POEMS AND SKETCHES.
THE GREAT PULLMAN STRIKE.
[ Engineered by Eugene V. Debs, President of the American Railway Union, culminating in riot and bloodshed, on Saturday and Sunday, July 7th and Sth, '94, at Chicago, Illinois, when Federal and State troops were called out to quell the disturbance, after hundreds of cars had been burned, with much other railroad property, amounting, it is claimed, to over two million dollars.]
The times are all in a turmoil ; There is striking on all the roads - Determined to boycott Pullman, Regardless of means or modes.
A spirit of evil possesses These toilers, against the rich,
Who vent their spleen with torch and force And the aid of the railroad switch.
They complain of a serious grievance, Which, granting it may be just,
Can never excuse their dreadful work, Which tramples all rights in the dust.
Destruction of cars by hundreds, With marvelous wealth of freight : Live cattle and hogs and horses, And products from far-off States.
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Switches and towers and tracks Are broken and burned and wrecked : In their devilish round of destruction They never a moment reflect.
They side-track Pullman sleepers, And hinder the Government trains, And tie up travel and traffic, Both eastward and over the plains.
All properties owned by the roads, Wherever they chance to be found,
Are wrecked by these anarchist hordes, Or burned, in their hate, to the ground.
And still these elements flourish ; The unions of all the trades Are being called off from labor, In sympathy's various shades.
They are bound upon conquest, they say, Determined to rule or to ruin ; And, worse than the beasts of the forests, They haven't the sense of a " Bruin."
The spirit of evil is rampant ; The country is wild with commotion ; And, like a contagion, is spreading, And widens from ocean to ocean.
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POEMS AND SKETCHES.
Having quitted their places of labor, To join with the vagabond host,
They are out on a raid of destruction ; And to ruin the rich, is their boast :
Forgetting that money is needful To furnish employments for all,
And that bread, and a home, and apparel, Are wants of the great and the small ;
That idleness ends in distress, Demoralization and crime ;
That labor alone tends to bless, Ennoble, and make us sublime.
Then why should such envy exist As capital seems to create ?
Without it no labor could live, Nor happiness come to the State.
Then cease all this turbulent fury ; Go, each to his engine or brake ; You cannot afford to be idle :
Your course is an awful mistake.
Be just to the laws of the land, By being good citizens, all ; Avoid being tools of a leader, To serve his behests or his call.
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POEMS AND SKETCHES.
Be honest, and faithful, and prudent ; Provide for the comforts of age ; And should disaffection surround you, Keep aloof froin its frenzy and rage ;
For those who command you seek glory, And are drunk with the power they hold, And simply repeat the old story A thousand times acted and told.
Their reign will be brief, we may trust, For the State and the Nation, at hand With their forces and loyalty, must Compel the vile mob to disband ;
And as the promoters of crime May speedily hang for their sport, Or serve a life sentence of time From whence they may never report.
JULY 9, 1894.
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POEMS AND SKETCHES.
THE STARS.
From childhood's earliest hours till now, My thoughts have vainly striven To comprehend those orbs of light, Those star-lit lamps of heaven.
And, oftentimes, my soul hath dwelt In rapture, wild and free, As contemplating them I knelt To ask from whence they be-
To know that high Almighty hand, Whose boundless power and love Created, and sustained, and planned, Such countless worlds above ;
Whose sweet, mild radiance comes to earth Like gem-drops, through the air, And shining on, through endless years, God's providence declare.
May my freed spirit take its flight Some calın, bright, holy even', Drink in one draught of their pure light, And sweetly pass to heaven.
DECEMBER 17, 1890.
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MUSINGS.
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"The remembrance of youth is a sigh."
Once fondest illusions of promise and hope Shed a halo of gladness around, And the sigh, and the tear, and the cares of to-day, Could not in my presence be found.
But change is inherent in all that has life, And constancy never was known ;
The castles we builded, in battle and strife, Like leaves have been scattered and strown.
For a shadow like that of the passage of clouds O'er the glow of the Mid-Summer sun,
Will shade, in its turn, ev'ry brow with a care Ere the goal of ambition is won ;
And the maid on whose cheek blend the lily and rose, And the youth who, so happy and fair, In his ardor aspires to be wealthy or great, Will each be the victims of care.
I, too, had bright hopes of the future in view, And an aim that was noble and high, But, alas ! for my dreams, for they vanished in air, Like the vapory mists of the sky.
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POEMS AND SKETCHES.
I feel 110 such buoyancy boyhood displayed, Which, in fullness of soul, effervesced ; But instead, with a soberness suited to age, For many a long year have been blessed.
Thus many a fond hope has been blighted in blooming, And many a fond heart has been crushed ; Its sorrows within its own bosom concealing ; Its mirth and its gleefulness hushed.
Still, I love to go back to the shadowy past, And muse o'er the pleasures it brought us ; The many fair visions, too fleeting to last, And the frostwork of bliss that was wrought us.
For the Spring-time of life, tho' a glorious cheat, Has food for reflection and ruth,
And its joys - evanescent, entrancingly sweet - Seemed real and lasting as truth.
NOTE .- Written in 1854; revised in May, 1891.
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GARFIELD SCHOOL HOUSE.
[ Erected by Dr. Joel Vaile, in 1854; removed by Ebon Louck, in June, 1894, to whom has been given the contract for a new building.]
I saw thee builded, and have seen thee fall, Dismantled and demolished, to thy basement's wall ; A once proud structure of a former day, Like all things earthly, thou hast passed away.
A temple, truly, where the youthful mind Was fed and fostered and to good inclined. For two-score years thy purpose served us well, But in mem'ry only wilt thou henceforth dwell.
Some statelier structure will supply thy place, Combining elegance, as well as grace ; For pride and riches, with their siren song, Have won the worship of the thoughtless throng.
Uncultured minds no higher joys can know Than vain display, or garish, tawdry show ; While modest worth has vanished far away, Or sought the precincts of some by-gone day.
The old simplicity, that once prevailed, Is jeered and hooted, and by gibés assailed ; Our robes are scarlet : that they catch the eye, And flash and flourish, common sense defy.
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POEMS AND SKETCHES.
The world at large is out on dress parade, For even learning apes the showy maid ; With surface gilding, on a mental ground, It seeks to dazzle and appear profound.
Delusive shams, instead of wholesome truths, Are doled, " ad libitum," to ardent youths ; While things essential to our weal or woe, Must find solution as through life we go.
Let common sense be your unfailing guide ; Be self-reliant, shunning shams and pride ; Take naught for granted - follow wisdom's plan : Think for yourself, and prove yourself a man.
JUNE 18, 1894.
LIFE.
Life is a mysterious mystery, Which none may solve, of all humanity ; Supreme reflection of a Great First Cause, Controlling being, under Nature's laws.
Akin to light, which doth illume the day, It shines, in splendor, but to pass away ; No seeking will the story ever tell ---- It may be soul or spirit, energy or spell.
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POEMS AND SKETCHES.
It seemeth like a breath, a shadow fleeting, Which stirs the vital currents, and the pulses beating, And may evanish, like the misty air, Or linger strangely, after we despair.
A real something, yet we see it not ; An unseen force - alas ! we know not what ; We call it life, but can explain no more, Though we all learning and all thought explore.
To that High Power which no eye beholds, We leave the problem, till His will unfolds ; We only know vitality and being Bring power of action, loving, hating, seeing. JUNE, 1893.
TIME.
Time is the measure of the ages past ; A miracle of power, invincible, sublime ; An ever-active force, an ocean vast ; The grand inheritance of every clime.
The instrument and glory of the Great I Am ; The day of Deity, which doth not pause, But worketh and evolveth, in a peaceful psalm, Eternal duty, through eternal laws.
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POEMS AND SKETCHES.
At His behest, unnumbered distant spheres,
Through time and space, revolve their devious rounds,
And so continue, in the countless years,
Through regions knowing neither metes nor bounds.
A vasty deep, an endless, measureless degree, Is Time - the mighty arbiter of all ;
Nations and empires yield themselves to thee : They rise, in splendor, and in time they fall.
Thou art a conqueror without a peer ;
Thou comest and thou goest like the viewless wind ;
Thou fleest swiftly as the charioteer,
And dire destruction in thy path we find.
JUNE 28, 1893.
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HIS LOVING SPIRIT FILLS ALL SPACE.
In temples of the glorious woods, Where God's first altars rose sublime, There men, of various climes and moods, Erst knelt to Him, in ancient time.
The mighty oak, the towering pine, Which sheltered, and ascended high, Were fane and spire, the most divine That ever pointed to the sky.
Man here communed with Nature's God, In silence and in solitude, And saw, without the chastening rod, That all His ways and works were good.
No glittering show, no vain display, Which man alone regards as great,
Distracted thought from Heaven away To empty forms and pomp of state.
The sun by day, the moon by night, And all the countless orbs that shine, Were proof to them of power and might, Forever loving and divine.
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POEMS AND SKETCHES.
Go forth, my brother ; seek the hills, The sparkling streams, the vales of green, The boundless plains, whose grandeur fills The soul with awe : there God hath been.
Behold the glorious earth and sky ; Breathe in the ambient air of heaven ; Expand thy soul ; prepare to fly From narrow creeds that men have given.
His loving spirit fills all space : Not only temples built by hands,
But everywhere He sheds His grace - From mountain peaks to ocean strands.
SUNDAY, AUGUST 2, 1891.
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POEMS AND SKETCHES.
"IF A MAN DIE, SHALL HE LIVE AGAIN?"
" Ah, whither strays the immortal mind When coldness wraps this suffering clay ?" When this fair world we leave behind, And death and darkness veil the day ?
Will it go hence to distant worlds, Beyond the ken of mortals given,
To live again, where life unfurls Existence in a joyous Heaven ?
Elysian fields where happy souls, Beloved and loving, ever dwell ? Where bliss eternally unrolls
Some new delight no tongue can tell ?
Shall we rejoin our loved ones there, And know them as we knew them here, Exempt from toil, and pain, and care- Inflictions of this mundane sphere ?
Will naught but happiness and bliss Fill up the hours of endless years, And everlasting praise dismiss The fleeting ages, free from tears?
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POEMS AND SKETCHES.
Or shall we be condemned and doomed To endless years of woe, instead, Or in forgetfulness, entombed, Remain till age on age is sped ?
Alas ! for us - we do not know What is our destined end or aim ;
Why we have lived, nor where we go, Nor e'en from whence, at first, we came.
O ! Thou Supreme, Almighty Power, Reveal to us these hidden things,
That we may know Thy will, each hour, Freed from the doubt and fear it brings.
These secrets, Lord, on us bestow, Who see Thy works and still are blind ; Whose eyes behold, where'er we go, Some unsolved myst'ry of the mind.
SEPTEMBER 30, 1892.
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POEMS AND SKETCHES.
CONTEMPLATION.
We dwell amidst unnumbered worlds, In unexplored and boundless space, Wherein supreme creative power And high intelligence, we trace.
We view, with an admiring awe, Great suns and systems as they roll - Obedient to a common law, Fixed, from the first, for their control.
Beneath the all-resplendent stars - A panorama, vast and grand - A streaming light of shining bars Illumines air, and sea, and land : Amid all these we nightly stand
Upon the crest of this great ball - Yclept the globe, or Mother Earth -
Revolving - with its kindred, all In mighty orbit - since its birth.
Hereon, for countless ages past, Millions of millions lived and died ; For a brief space they dwelt, and passed, And others, still, their place supplied.
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So it has been, and so will be Till Time itself shall be no more, And all mankind are called to see That Being whom we all adore ;
That Great First Cause - our fathers' God - Through whom we live and have been blest, Who chastens us, with mercy's rod, And giveth His beloved rest.
How wonderful are all His works ! How fraught with wisdom all His ways !
What mystery abounds and lurks In all His countless years and days !
MARCH 20, IS93.
"BE NOT LIKE DUMB-DRIVEN CATTLE."
" Be not like dumb-driven cattle : Be a hero in the strife ; " Be not led by others' teachings, But evolve thy own true life.
Hail mankind as loving brothers, Have a lofty aim in view ; Do the right to self and others, Only goodly paths pursue.
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POEMS AND SKETCHES.
Honor those whose worth and wisdom Count for more than gems or gold, But forbear to fawn or truckle, And be neither bought nor sold.
Ne'er forget thou art a freeman, In a land of liberty ;
Where the plowman or the seaman Dares a Senator to be.
Let thy daily life proclaim thee Moral, merciful and just ;
Doing for thy friends and neighbors Works of love, and not of lust.
Think for thyself ; let manhood shine Resplendent over all thou dost ; To wisdom let thine ear incline, And virtue be thy guest and host.
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