POETRY.

From Ms Nsw-EagtaMd Reritw. ( THE GOOD OLD TYAfES."--No.
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From As Nssc-ksgtaRd Reritc. THE GOOD OED TYMES"-No. c. I wish the fashions were the samo

 As thirty years ago; can't imagine what CNn mako

 The tallors change them so: When was in my youth made

 coat Of homespun do, And thought 1t very fine to havo

 My hair ted in queue. And in those days our brooches were All bucklcd at the knee, And siiUer buckles would ensure The hest of company; Our beavers were of comely shape, And kept off sun and rain- Oh how wish those broad brimm'd hats Would come in vogue again! I'm troubled with half yard Ofcloth about my feet; My coat is made so very small, The laps will hardly meet; Tight knees are all the fashion now, And shoes must have square toes ;- Where Fashion will arrive at last, The tailor only knows. The dandics of the present day Have watch-ChOins all of gold, You'd think their monstrous pockctbook Was filled with wealth untold! My father wore silver watch, And oke good steel chain, And we'll I recollect his straight Old pewter.headed cane. Hs owned large and thrifty farm Ofwood and meadow land, And always had plenty of

 The dollar coins on hand:-- 1guess some dashy friends of mine Would find it rather hard To pay for coats they're wearing now, At 1.-two pounds ten per yard." But as for me, I wish 1 had

 My silver dollars back, I'd recollect my fathor's ways, And tread the same old track; I'd never do as have done,

 Risk hundreds on bet, Nor be obliged so oft to cry,

 "CleRn pockets here to iet." ODED. 