'l., 4.-. VOLUME 19. - . Original tloetrp anb Select 4liocellang. Written torlthe Erie Observe 52121 roximur OP IMO • • riz:mzu I'm looking o'er a prairie broad. To where a distant forest lies, And thither loads an unseen road. That meets no careless azer's eyes. That forest—ancient as the skies— With tender shrub and Want tree. Math flourished since the sun's first rise. To greet time's everlasting sea. Few are the Pilgrims who have stood Beneath that forest's grateful shade,. Or underneath that beauteous wood ' Their Weary forms to rest have laid: And few the pilgrims who have strayed i • Along the winding, mystic way 4 Which takes them to the open glade Where bright, eternal sunbeam's play.