"When Time, who steals away our years,
Shall steal our pleasures too,
The Mem'ry of the past will stay
And half our Joys renew."
Thomas Moore 1780-1852
High School Composition copied from story written by High School student of Ypsilanti Seminary, February 3rd, 1848.Places that I would like to visit
There are many places in our own country that I would like to visit among which are Niagara Falls, New York, Philadelphia, and Boston.
At New York I would like to visit the city Hall a beautiful building of white marble also the museums where we will see a great many curious things. I would like to see the wire bridge over the Schuylkill river at Philadelphia and the Fairmont water works which supply the city with beautiful water. About two or three miles out of town there are several large wheels so constructed as to force the water into large reservoirs on the top of a high hill, and it from thence is easily conducted in pipes. There is also a most interesting museum there, called Peals museum. In the collection we may find hundreds of stuffed animals, such as grizzly bears, deers, elks, serpents, and birds of beautiful feathers, with bugs and butterflies and somethings of which we will not know the names.
I would like to get to Europe, and see the great city of London, which contains so many spacious buildings as Westminster Abbey, St. Pauls Cathedral and the Bank of England. There are a number of beautiful bridges in London all of stone except one which is constructed of iron and I believe is a superior bridge. The Tunnel of the Thames must be a wonderful work. Five miles below London is Greenwich, the place from which longitude is reckoned.
I should like to see Jerusalum the once famous capitol of the Jewish nation, which David and Solomon reigned and where Christ and his disciples lived. Bethleham 6 miles from Jerusalum was the birthplace of our Savior.
This is a neat little room on the first floor of the Ypsilanti Seminary. It has a fireplace and a stone and wood work around the fire place is a little burned. The mantle piece is covered with writing books and inkstands for which purpose it is reserved. On the sides of the room are some pieces of wood, into which nails are driven, for us to hang our cloaks and bonnets on.
Around the room are hung a great many maps from which we recite every Saturday. There are four black boards about a foot and a half square on which we do sums. Our room is very light, for it has four large windows with only a part of a paper curtain for the whole. We have nine seats with desks and three without. Our teacher has a table on which are some books and papers, a globe of the heavens and one of the earth. There are folding doors leading to another room quite as pleasant as our own. We have 25 scholars and plenty of room and enjoy ourselves very much.
In a beautiful spot, surrounded by trees, stood our old family mansion. Well do I remember the many pretty stories, that I there heard related while seated by the cheerful fireside. And with what eagerness would we wait the approach of old St. Nicholas the eve before Christmas.
And there too was our beautiful garden, with its flowers and luscious fruits and its pleasant little arbor where I was wont to retire from the fatigue of my childish sports to regale myself with weaving garlands for the fair brow of some of my companions.
There stood the village church, where we all assembled to hear the word of God, and be instructed in its precepts from the life of our pious and devoted Pastor. And the village green where we had our holiday sports, and the school house where we all met to commit our daily tasks, and participate in the same amusements.
These indeed were joyous days, but they are past and gone save in my remembrances.