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read by her who is the vision of my heart; whose happiness is more than most other things precious to me. And I would close it with the injunction and the words of the Persian poet, and say, henceforth • Let the nightingale of Friendship kiss the rose of Conciliation.'
S T A N ZAS.
BY AN OLD AND ALWAYS WELCOME CONTRIBUTOR
NOVEMBER was dying ; I went to the wood,
But found no blossom to deck his bier :
Was a laurel-wreath - and a tear.
For every floweret of every hue,
In field or forest, golden or red;
Like the season itself, was dead !
And gathered a garland so fresh and fair ?
For I wandered every where.
The touch of her robe, as she fluttered by,
And the violet opened its eye.
Nor is it strange that inanimate things
Should believe it was April that smiling came,
Since, myself, I have done the same.
For oft as I hear her step in the hall,
Or her merry laugh in the morning air,
And sweeten the wind with her hair :
Then, spite of the cold north-wind and snow,
I count it no longer a winter's day,
In my heart I am sure it is May,
Flag-Staff and Independent Echo.
DEVOTED TO TIZ PRINOIPLES 07 '98; TIE CONSTITUTION OPTUZ STATE OF NEW-YORK; TIS YOURTY
OP JULY LIFE, LIBERTY, LITERATURE, ADVERTISEMENTS, AND A STANDARD CURRENCY.
JANUARY 1, 1850.
To every individooal reader of the THE 'Chronicle' man is ashamed of his · FLAG-Staff we wish them all the com-'No Principal' theory. We suspek we pliments of the season. Eighteen-Fifty have galled him pretty essentially on that breaks the back of another centoory, and p'int, causin' him to twist and squirm in while we have hitherto been travelling on a sundry variety of ways. He now anrising ground, recollect that we are now nounces that he will go for the principals going down hill. Lock the wheels; do n't of Number One, and nothink else;' the go too fast with your revolutions, or else most barefaced confession of selfish conyou 'n run off the bank. Lewis FLIP duck we pretty near ever seen. A man stays where he is, but the Poop of Rome who goes for the principals of Number is going back to the Vacuum as soon as One and nothink else will do no good in they can get the house whitewashed. He this world, and is a disgrace to the press. is only the Ninth Pious Poop they have He won't give a six-pence to a beggar ; had to Rome: appears to us a small num- he won't give Mr. BILGROVE but four shilber out of so many. We wish him alin's for killin' his hogs, when he demands merry Christmas. The · FLAG-STAFF seventy-five cents; he will feed himself entertains not the least unfriendly feeling up with ice-creams and every think nice, to Pious. He has got a good name, and when he do n't care three shavings for we hope a good natur'.
what any one else has. In short, he is Since our last happy new-year, General friendlier to hisself than to any of his ZACHARY TAYLOR has been elected Presi- friends, and will think nothink of putting dent of the Unitend Stets. He fought on a clean shirt on his own back on a holiour battles, and we put him in. We have day, while he will let a poor man wear one fault to find with him and his cabbin- s'iled linen. This will give the readers of net-that we have not yet received that the 'FLAG-Staff' a little idea of the ignoinspektreship of ashes. It appears to us minyus conduck of going for the principals that it was a very small modulum for of Number One and nothink else. Oh, what we done for him, and we will not fy! fy! brother Chronicle! How can say that we will uphold the leading mea- you hang out your sign on the coroner of sures of his administration if it is to be the street and act so ? He also accuses us withheld ; we could not in justice do it. of stealin' his spellin'; the most ridiculous To him and all our fellow men we have chëarge which was ever thrust down the the best feelinks. Oh, that they would throat of the public with the ram-rod of show a little corresponding feeling for us ! folly. How could we steal his spellin'? nēow, while it is to-day. All turkies, \ It is the most poverty-stricken spellin' we geas, chickens, sassages, souse, spare-ribs, pretty near ever seen. We can prove an chine, hed-cheas, and other things of that allybi on that murder. We are sure there natur, will reach us at this orifice. is n't a rag to pick on that bush. Oh, no;
we would n't steal your spellin' any more'n
we would your readin', and that is n't 'Do your best, and then you will wery extensive. He'll be accusin' us of be prepared for the worst,' said that cor- stealin' his hand-writin' next, we should n't ruscation of genus, GEORGE WASHINGTON wonder ; but he need n't alarm hisself on Suth. What truth and poetry combined that score; for we've bin told in confiis contained in that sentenshus sentens! Idence by one of his compositors who came
here to try and get a sitooation onto the We expostulated with her. We remon
FLAG-STAFF,' that his writin' was so bad strated. We said: “Don't do it! We that he had been worn down to nothink said: 'Madam, there's money for your but skin and bone, and his head turned shawls. Do n't be always a-makin' us go prematoorly gray, a-tryin to decifer it: in the track; do n't always be a-usin' the which we knowed to be quite true; for break and puttin' the switch on!' A we seen him often before he went to work spell ago we even took her to the theayon the Chronicle,' and a fatter man was n't ter. We done every think for her. Now to be found in all the town.
we mean to get a divorce. Another thing: he has wrote some po- | N. B.- Subscriptions for the 'FLAGetry in his last, which he calls by the name Staff received at this orifice. No debts of Fytte. We hope he won't give us paid of her contracting.
Fyttes'' agin. Judgin' from the meter, we should think it was conwulsion-fits instead of a fit of inspiration. We do hope our feller-citizens will not let this man do le As appropo of the above, we as the talking for Bunkum. He ain't qua- journalists have also to record that Mr. lified.
JEROTHNAIL PODE has absconded; but not
with Mrs. Wagstaff ! A year ago an Ir affords us the most un
unfortunate speculation in shingles brought feigned disappointment and
him to the verge of absquatulation. But regret to inform our readers
there ain't where JEROTHNAIL missed it; that our wife. Mrs. Wag- we think it was in believing what Isaac STAFF, has absconded. We POND told him about patent suspenders. have done every think to These articles altogether fell short of what
humor this woman for a was confidently expected of them. They great many years or more, and all of it of did not hitch so high as to realize what no use't. On Thursday last she seized her was presumed they would, and the steel bonnet and new shawl, for which we only spring took up so much ile as to eat up all recently paid ten dollars, and said she the profits, and not much of a meal at was a-goin', and ran out frantik, we calling that. There's where the great error in her back. Seeing she did not come, we
calkelation lay; for though they would ran after her, first down Elm-street, so
| hoist a man off the ground like hossinto Main, then she steered for Terraxi
power, yet when you came to put in the ile cum, (by which time a crowd got collected,
the account would n't come out square. we shouting at the top of our voice,) so
How many very ingenus creaturs get run on to WILLIAM's and Bunkum-Square.
aground in this way! They can 't seem Our warm friend Alderman BINKLEY to look up the street and round the corner here assisted us. (she being a cousin of at the same time. They make wheels to his.) shouting out with stentorian lungs: go by wind, but they stand stock still when "O, Mrs. WAGSTAFF! Mrs. WAGSTAFF! you come to put them in water. You Mrs. WAGSTAFF!' till. seeing that she have got to look at all parts if you want turned a deaf ear. he sot down on the to make any executive work go slick. coal-box on the stoop of Mr. Smith's
Why did n't JEROTHNAIL think of the ile ? store, and wept like a child. Mr. Bigg- We have always sot a good deal of store LEY was also very kind, and tried to head by him, both
and tried to head by him, both as a store-keeper and a man. her off in Terraxicum-street.' The last
| Howsever, perhaps he has n't absconded. glimpse which we got of our wife's calico
He may have gone to see his uncle ZERUBwas a hundred yards from our own door. BABEL, up at Jericho South, and be back on Let her abscond. We cannot help it. Monday morning. We await the issoo in We will find bread for our twelve children suspense. It's a strange world we live in! if our advertising-list will do it. The · FLAG-STAFF will be continuous as usual.
We married Mrs. Wagstaff on a rainy Ter We been tarred and feathered since Friday mornin' in 18 hundred and 18, and our last, owing to some altercation with an was soon unhappy. She would never let individooal, (not MoGOOSELEY.) Altogeus be a night out of the house, nor let us ther it was an outrageous business, and enjoy the company of a friend. If we will undergo a legal investigation. The wanted to take a glass of wine with a feathers, which are of a good quality, and friend, she sot opposite and looked daggers aperiently fresh picked from a goos, are at us, so as our friend would n't come ag'in. for sale at this offis.
We have had a most extrornery season. I took off the Courier and Enquirer' newsNever before have we knowed the lips of paper, then The Express, then “The December to kiss the cheek of a rose." As Her'ld,' then · Mornin' Star,' and lo and we saw these Boreas blasters, which are behold nothink but a small round cobblenothink more than a Zephyr grown old, stone! We suppose there was a haw-haw smackin' away at the red, red, fragrant, unequal'd in the whole history of hawfull-blown cheeks of Miss Damask, we haws. The wery dead bulls' eyes seemed said to them, 'Kiss and take your leaves! to stare right out of their sockets, and the We will record it in ‘FLAG-STAFF;' upon cleavered beef to gape open wider. One honor we will !
ole fish-woman put her hands right onto
her waist, sot down on her stool, and cried, We want to warn our friends from the she did. So the jolly young butcher put ked'ntry to keep their eyes wide oping and his five-dollar bill into his pocket, and Mr. their hands in their pockets when they go BAGSLEY threw the stun away and walked to 'York. It is one of the wickedest spots off. But oh! when his wife found it out! in the Uniten'd Stets. The followen suck-Oh! oh! umstans occurred: A friend of ours, a constant subscriber of the 'FLAG-STAFF,' THE SESSION OF CONGRESS has comMr. Solomon BagsLEY, of Bunkum, was mence, and we are now going to throw in the Fulton Market, selling cabbages and out some remarks for their good. We buying a piece of corn-beef. A quite a see they can 't get no Speaker as yet. wo-begone individooal comes up to him, Bime-by, we ’re afeered, there will be too and offers to sell him a big silver watch many Speakers. That ain't all: they'll Twenty dollars he asked, and he would by speak too much! They usually spend no means take that, but he was wery dis- the fust part of the session in ballotting, trest for pecunary means. "Oh, no,' Mr. and the middle in doing nothing, and the BAGSLEY said; he could not give it; he latter eend, when the business ought to wanted the money, and he did n't want taper off gradual, and come to the sharp the watch.' 'Would he then come into p'int of an accomplished good, which will the followin' arrangement: to let him have puncturate into all time, they get the busionly five dollars, and take the watch? Itness all huddled up like a drove of sheep war n't perobable he should call for it; in a corner, and nothing to do but to ony it was an ole fammely time-piece, and scratch and hurry and sweep together the to let him redeem it for ten dollars at some bills and papers, the most of which they futur' time? Oh! wal, why, yes! Mr. chuck under the table. While the memBAGSLEY did n't keer if he did do that.' ber from Bunkum is windicating himself • You 'll find there's no mistake about its against the aspersions of the member from goin' " says the watch-seller ; 'I'll set it Tinnecum, and like enough go right up a-goin' for you ;' and with that he gi’n it and slap him in the face before the hull & wrench or two, and commenced a-rap- house, there our uncle John R. BOHEpin' it all round with bits o' newspaper. MUSES claim for spoliations on his land and Mr. BAGSLEY gi'n him the money, and he robbin' his cattel in the last war, written left the field of action. A wunnerful out in a clear hand, lies onto its back in a chubby-cheek’d, red-face sort of a young more eloquent silence than all their spoutbutcher kept lookin' knowin' and grinnin', ings, by far. I have told my uncle JOHN and last he holiered right out. Says he : for the last ten years that he'll get nothin';
Look a-here, my friend,' says he, look not one Sue Markee. Representatifs of a-here: what'll you bet you have n't got the people, slappin' you onto the back, we a stun?' This kind of nettled Mr. Bags- say to you firmly, yet with apparent kindLEY, who takes the 'FLAG-STAFF punc-ness, 'Alter your tictacs in this matter. tual, and he swore some, (he done wrong You are now all assembled. Pick out to swear,) and. What do you mean?' says your boardin’-housen, unpack your trunks, he. Why, you've a stun, friend, 'rap- hire your washerwoman, get your desks ped up in them papers.' "'Tain't so,' says arrange, smooth down the paper, do n't Bagsley, quite sharp. "What 'll you bet read newspapers or write letters, but mind it aint't, respected and dear Sir ? 'I'll your business, for which you get eight bet you five dollars!' says BAGSLEY, his dollars by the diem ; too much by half for spunk getting on top of his prudence, and any think you do and for the way you do keepin' it down. "Done!' said the young it. We do n't want to hurry you too man; plank the tin! Our friend done much. Bury your colleagues decently ; 80; he then commenced un'rappin' it, and they ain't any of 'em dead yet, but they always do die. They come from fever dis- | the bullets of common sense. For MERtriks half sick with swamp air and election cy's sake! do n't talk, Members of excitements, go right into eating.custards Congress; do n't talk if you have n't got and ice-creams they never been used to, anythink to say! And then do n't do it and by the time they get ready a long if you do n't know how to say it. Don't speech and ammunition to ram down spread a pound of butter over an inch of some where or other into the barrel of bread, and very likely the butter not good the time of the house, get knocked over nother. Come to the p'int. All subjeks with the bilious dysentary, take sick and have got a p’int, which is the littlest thing died. We do n't want to speak lightly of on airth, except the soul of a' mean man. this matter. It is a solemn and awful That's a cur'osity that BARNUM might truth. Be respekful. Wear your crape. make his fortin out of, could he get it into Praise them up in a tolerabul size speech his museum. He's done it already out of if they deserve it, and if they do n't it a little body; but could he only get a leetel, ain't much matter. These things are a leetel bit of a soul, and put it into a bottle, mere matter of course. They are your he'd make more out of it than twenty feller men, and as they cannot any more Sweedish nightingales. We'd give ONE speak a good word for themselves, and DOLLAR plank down to see it. We do n't nobody to think of 'em again except a believe you could see it. Ain't it queer ? widow cryin' her eyes out thousands of We're gittin' off the p'int ourselves. To milds off in Texas or California, and we come back: Let your words then slide dono but what we may say, putty soon, in down the needle-like shaft to the p'int. Canady or Kooby; and as it is the last Don't make a pyramid of words with no time that many of them will be again p'int; where you can walk on the top of thought of on airth, it is proper and chari- it, and nothing in it but gum and incendary table, and we dono but what it 's right, substances. A sensible man might take to pile up the laudations to a pretty con- any of your long speeches, of three or four siderabul p'int of haighth. Well, after columns, and the fust thing he'd do would you have got your cheers and sot down, be to knock the preface right off. You the fust thing is the President's Message. don't want no preface. The nose is the We have great hopes of that dockyment. preface of the face. See how short it is! For once't in the history of the ked'ntry Ours is short enough; and the longest nose we want that it should be short; and if it is short, compared with the whole body. only comes any thing like up to those Preface in books is exploded; it ought to Palo Alty and Resacca de Palmy and be in speeches. The next thing would be Benny Visty despatches, it will be the best to knock off that part where you go to exand at the same time the greatest paper plain your motives, to define your position. that was ever spread before the session of Your motives are taken for granted by the Congress. The General showed his good ked'ntry at large, and your position won't sense in war.
be any better by defining it. We'll bet a If he only called for a little more grape load of shingles that, by ordinary presson the white hoss, he is n't agoin' to deal ing, twenty of your long sentences could in long verbattim reports in the White be got into one short one; and four House. He never was wordy, but he done columns, by judicious whittlin', bring it a good deal. And it was becase he said down to one. But the fact is, that you so little and done so much that the sovring want to send home to your constituents a people heisted him right onto their backs, long printed speech, while the members and with one chearge at the mouth of the are writin' letters, jist as if the valy of bagnet pitched him right into the sitooa- your speech depended on the length of it. tion where he is now. If he had-a only The member from Bunkum, who is a man said a leetle more, you would n't-a found of more than ordinary elegance and edicathe General where he is. This is jist what tion, was fetched up to say things in a we're comin' to. Follow the General. pithy way, will bear us out in this matter. No talkin' in the ranks; we mean to say He knows our sentiments very well on not among the common men. When the this p'int. We are willin' to bet a bunch time comes, as General TAYLOR's men, they of shavins, poor as we are, and in need of may put in their wote, and it will tell on kindlins, that what he doos say will be to the good of the ked'ntry. No difficul. the p'int, and so come home to the hearts The powder and shot, and wadding and and consciences of men, that they may flash of miscellaneous talk won't get the bave a realizin' sense of the subjek matter ked'ntry on one inch in advance without of debate. Oh! that our feller men would