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by Holton & Ferry. It is, almost exclu- not through any excitement. What has
sively, devoted to local affairs. It fills its been gained has been substantially estab-
sphere of usefulness with much credit, lished. May the future prosperity of the
and has a liberal popular support. town, which promises so well, be as solid
The town has grown wonderfully dur- at its foundation as has been that of the
ing the past third of a century, and the past, and may patriotism, intelligence,
growth has not in any way been of the industry and the nobler virtues, corres-
mushroom order. It has come gradually, pondingly increase and dignify the char -
by the rule of imperative demand, and acter of its people !
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��BY WILL E. WALKER.
Stately mid the crowd she walks,
Quietly and well she talks,
Gives her greetings regally,
Surely manor-born is she.
Eyes of gray, whose passing glance
Wakens in you no romance,
Lips compressed which seem half stern,
Cheeks in which no blushes burn ;
" She" — say some among the crowd —
"Is for common clay too proud.
Better be of warmer mold,
Than so passionless and cold."
"Passionless and cold," say they? One who listens could say "Nay!" Sees a picture all unseen By the eyes which judge his queen; * Sees that fair and quiet face Mantled by a tender grace; Flushing cheeks, pervading eyes, Which reveal what deeper lies In the heart, whose sweet unrest Pulses in the throbbing breast; Not too proud to own the sway Which Love makes in common clay.
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