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the war of Independence. How odious an animosity which pauses not at the gravel How brutal that which spares not the monuments of authentic history ! This is not improbably from the pen of Rev. Moody Pyram, who is mentioned by Hubbard as having been noted for a silver vein of poetry. If his papers be still extant, a copy might possibly be recovered.
THE BIGLOW PAPERS.
FROM MR. EZEKIEL BIGLOW OF JAALAM TO THE HON. JOSEPH. T. BUCKINGHAM, EDITOR OF THE BOSTON COURIER, INCLOSING A POEM OF HIS SON, MR. HOSEA BIGLOW.
JAYLEM, june 1846.
MISTER EDDYTER :—Our Hosea wuz down to Boston last week, and he see a cruetin Sarjunt a struttin round as popler as a hen with 1 chicking, with 2 fellers a drummin and fifin arter him like all mater, the sarjunt he thout Hosea hedn’t gut his i teeth cut cos he looked a kindo's though he'd jest com down, so he cal’lated to hook him in, but Hosy woodn’t take none o’ his sarse for all he hed much as 20 Rooster's tales stuck onto his hat and eenamost enuf brass a bobbin up and down on his