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ohio farmers moving west - "Volume XX. [From the Buffalo Morning Express.]...
"Volume XX. [From the Buffalo Morning Express.] OLD LETTERS. Thm'a a package of old letter in tie little rose-wood Do, Which.the key tied to this locket, worn npon Hi ucajfc UIMUCaSJ tTill you go and get the package, and the let-ten let-ten read to me? I hare tried to do it often, bat, for tean, I -t could not see, . ..i- Toa hare brought them thank you, darling ' now sit down npon the bed. And lift gently to your bosom my poor throb- . bine, burning head; Bead the blessed words distinctly, that I luae noteren one. Oh, the precioaa hand that penned them, its last work for me is done! Bat if yon should erer see him, wham I nerer . roore shall sea, Tell him that the sweetest solace, his dear letters letters were to me; That I nerer ceased to love him, neTer doubted . that be lored. That my faith in him was perfect, and re mainea tnrougn all unmoved. And, Oh! tell him when he came not, aa he promised he would come. If I could not choose but sorrow, that my grief lor nun was auruo; That I nerer yet reproached him, ne'er a word of censure snoke. That his'mem'ry must be gentle to the heart ws coianess arose. Tell him through the rears which followed, when no tidings from him came. Ivor his absence, nor his silence, was I erer heard to blame; Oh, this wild desire to see him, God'subdue i -. within my breast For it racks me into torture, and my soul hath neea at rest. When I'm dead and in my coffin, and the Bnroua aoout me wound. And my narrow bed is ready, in the pleasant : church-yard ground, Lay the locket and the letters, both together on raj nean, . And the little ring he gare me, nerer from my linger pan. t Now, I'm ready read the letters the dear let-- let-- ters onceairain: As I listen while yon read them, I shall lose - 1 1 . . - u sense 01 paini And, if, when you hare finished, I should gently fall asleep Gently fall asleep, and wake not, dearest sis L. [For the Gallipolis Journal.] THE FRIEND I LOVED. THE FRIEND I LOVED. BY F. R. MORRISON. The friend I lored in childhood. Oh! whither has he fled Beneath the rillage chaurchyard He slumbers with the dead. in peace he rests beneath the sod. His labors are all o'er O, the friend I lored in early youfh, , VTe pUByfo " earth- ao more. The friend I loved in childhood, ' When life was young and gay, How blithsome were oar bosoms ' Throughout the joyous day. ' The friends we lore in childhood, How fond their memory seems. They haunt us in oursolitudc. They whisper in our dreams. , From the Ohio Farmer. GOING WEST. WHY ARE YOU GOING?—WHERE ARE YOU GOING?—AND WHAT WILL YOU DO WHEN YOU GET THERE? In these days when every young man and woman is smitten with the desire to co to the ends of the earth seeking new things, it is well that a few common sense facts should be repeated, that these crusaders after happiness may not be utterly blind to the other side of the question they solve without reflection. Probably several thousand people whose privilege it is to read the Ohio Farmer are burning with internal fiamn after a change .of circumstances. Farmers who are getting rich too slow; merchants who are getting poor too fast; aspirants or office whom the people do not yet recognize; ministers a good many years this side a D. D.; lawyers Jn threadbare threadbare coats; young men disappointed in love; young women heaving in sight of the desert of old-maidenhood; people who have and are nothing now, but think there is a place where they can gain everything; people who are and have enough now, yet long for more; all these and more, are thinking by day, and laying awake o' nights, and revolving revolving the one thought of a change of situation. They study the geography of the West; buy a book on California; write letters to the Kansas Emigrant Aid Society; bore every man or woman who has Come from the place they would go to, and treasuring up every tit-bit of encouragement, dismiss the other side with disgust . Nobody knows what a fever rages in America on this very themeand we would be glad to see the man this side of-snperannuation who does not intend sometime "to more." - ' Now, "moving" is a great fact in our civilisation; and we are not disposed to ridicule the enterprise of our people; yea, we ourselves hare "moved,' have survived six months of secret deliberation, deliberation, and three months of open discord previous to taking an express train from , the Puritan thy, one glorious October morning, for God knows where; for, Laving once g'ot adrift we may turn up a Senator from the Sandwich Islands, or a filibuster in Cuba; a missionary to the Southern Arctic Continent, or a private in the Crimea;- though now we abide in the Forest City. But we have learned a trifle by this nrocess and wish to say it in the ear of our hot-headed young Diena, inougn we are sure be or soe will dismiss it, - we did the thousand and one predictions of the village and etty gossips who gave us their parting . Why mrt you oimgf, Do voukBow Le reasoa oi this eroe desire to raove? Is it because you are "poor?" .The for porerty mar be in yourself; for certain h al its of labor and economy will end in poverty in Goleonda itself? Do you wish to make money faster than now? - If jour gains only increase your tore oi gain, Deiier stay wnere you are, Do yon long for rapid promotion? Are you not rising as fast as yon deserve? Do you wish to be over-rated 7 It is not probable the community knows your merit, or will find it out as well as you know it? Hare you been lifted in love? Uoquettes nourish everywhere, and you running: from the Scvlla of xankee Prudence mar fall into the Charvbdia ot Buckeye trlcnana, or southern Delia. Have you suffered greatly at home? It may be, home is the place to gain the aicipime ot your sorrow, and flight will only be escape from your life's choicest opportunity. Is duty too hard in the bid spot? The devil travels by sea and land, and will always get ahead of you; can you resist him better in California or Iowa, than in Ohio or New York? If you wish to escape Duty you are a sneak of the first water, and are not fit to ero from home. Why are you coin?? If because you are as certain as may be that your Manhood, your Woman hood will be advanced, and "your God better served elsewhere than at your present post, go. If because you are tired of beim? faithful, scared at life's emergencies, poaded by a restless am-' Diuon lor uo.d or praise, or fame, or lashed by the nervous American Fury across a continent you will bo. of course, but you will repent it. Whert are you going? To California. because cousin Jake has found a lams merer Are you a man who would find while Jake marches on to fortune, yourj constitution may guide you to a fever, a gambling house or a general bankruptcy bankruptcy of body and soul. To Iowa or Nebraska, because Jonathan became Justice of the Peace in Byzantium, or of Carthage, on the North .Western frontier? Jonathan may have hit the nail on the head, and you may only pound your fingers to a jelly. All these new worlds are grand places for certain people, but very bad places for other people. . Don t imagine you can flourish any sou. If you must bo, choose the place you are fitted to occupy. It's a grana tnmg lor Air. Uhisholm to go to and from England to Australia, on errands of protection to female virtue, but for a djSpeptia school girl to mrrj a missionary, in a fit of pious romance, to fro to Burmah, to fall under the weight of family cares, is only throwing away the present opportunity, a&d dying dying for fancy. Of course, send women to Burmah, but don't send Julia Ann. Clarinda Josephine, who has read, sun? and dreamed herself into a heaven of Eastern romance, or been upset by tbe tropical eloquence of some good man weighing two hundred pounds, about to embark with his fourth wife for Bar- umpooter. . Keep .within your own phere; do your duty; go to the place best for you; or stay at home, if that is best; and don't fret about humanity, for One has charge of the interests of the race, who can do his own work, and does not need the sacrifice of any man in the vain attempt to fill a post beyond is capacity. What will you do when you get there' Don t start till you know. Do you think you can go from Yankeedom, or Buckeyedom, to Texas, or Minnesota, choose your position, be Doctor, Preacher, Preacher, Lawyer, Politician, Speculator, Saint, or Reprobate as the cafee may be? Stay at borne and pare your mother's apples, or read the Farmer to your blind grandfather, or wait upon your maiden aunt to the sewing society, till you -outgrow this greenness. A man who thinks he can do any thing in a new country, shows, by his superficial ambition, ambition, that he can do nothing well, anywhere. anywhere. Don't leave the shadow of the paternal roof till you can do some useful useful thing well. It is easier to learn to work among your old friends, m comfort, and peace, than amid the selfish competition, and depressing wants of a new State. When you ean do something in a manly way, go where ' that is required, and make yourself one of the necessities of the. community in that direction. Thousands of men "sell all they have, and transport themselves and families to new lands, knowing not what they can do; and when they get there, live- by experimenting on the youthful constitution constitution of the new colony. Be not one of these harpies, but go only to buildup society by-honorable toil, directed directed by definite aims. . . The fact is, life is about the same everywhere. The deepest problems of existence, all come to a man to be solved solved amid the narrowest circle of circumstances. circumstances. Sorrow, joy, temptation, duty, await us in every -place, and until we have proved ourselves at home, it is madness to run abroad. We cannot escape Life, we cannot ignore Manhood. There is no prairie, no valley, no California California mine, no Western river bank, no city orcountry, sea or 6bore, where we can be men, without daily sweat of the soul, watchfulness, and prayer. After we have-wearied ourselves by running all oves the world, the great business of hfe remains to be done, and till done, all places are indifferent, when done, all places are alike. Ask yourself, what am If Eow can lie a Man, a Womdnf Stand up -where you bow are, and be tomethtng and you will not wait long, be . a "lump" anywhere? Men differ, and as but his the in ly a the of the his idea the were to sent he both lent and with in with ! in with that $f w . m . ... I M 17X1 rSSSZ 6k-?" iw to he ger was any stationary Lee. camp top-mosb village Bergen. yards probability enlist brave "Memoirs 1812-It is

Clipped from Gallipolis Journal05 Apr 1855, ThuPage 1

Gallipolis Journal (Gallipolis, Ohio)05 Apr 1855, ThuPage 1
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