The monitor, or, Delaware Federalist. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1801-1802, 1801-08-08

fortune, by which we lote much Pleaiure,
and the Germans much glory. Were the
originals Of their good authors, acceiIihle
to us, we fhould be enchanted by their
characteristic implicitly and fweetneis.-
They underAand nature, particularly ru-
raj nature, better than we do; they love
it more and they paint with truer CO.
lours. Even the ordinary foundations OF
Gefner, tranfcend all our paRorals, one
can never quit the death of Able, the l.
dyls, or Daphnis, without feeling new
tenderness, patience, deIcacy, and vir-
tue. Every where in them, do we di(co-
yer pure and practicable morality eve.
nv where, that virtue, which is haPpinefs.
IfIwere the curate Of village, his works
ihould be my homilies my chapel then
would not be dormitory, my peafants
would all be honeft, and their girls. chafte.
I'm the mean time, however, l myfelf
make tales; and here is one, the fubje6t of
which, draw from little Swiis of 1a,
who for long time, was the cowboy of
Gefner.
IN village of the Margraviat Of Ba-
nth, in Franconia, dwelt labourer,
named Peter. His farm was the fneit in
the country, and his leaf valuable proper
ty. Three daughters and three fons, the
pledges of his wife Therela, were mar
ried, and carefred their children under
his roof. He at eighty and his wife at
feventy-eight, were ferved, beloved, and
refpeGted by this numerous family, Whole
Jingle occupation was, to comfort and at
tend on their venerable parents. And hav-
ing been fober and laborious IN youth,
their grey hairs were vigorous fill cher
ifhing their primitive contentment & love,
happy and proud of their family, they
thanked God, and blefied their children.
On an evening, whole day had been de-
Dictated TO the harveft, Peter, Thereto,
and their family, were repofng on fheaves
By the door. They admired the appear
ance of thofe fine fummer nights, which
are Ion to the inhabitants of the city
Behold, faid the fage, how yon armament
is fprinkled with FAIRS, fome of which, de-
taching thenlfelves, leave after them
train of fire. The moon, from behind
thofe populars, fcatters a pale and tremh.
ling light, covering all objects with uni
f.>~.', 'wt The ail III osttr.ea. not the
t,.a-cAflree Teens to refpe & the Humber
of the birds they ihelter the linnets are
refting under the hood of their wings !;
and the ring-dove and his mate repofe O.
yer their young, who have no plumage
but their mothers. This profound iilenee
is interrupted, only by querulous and
difsant note, which itrikes at equal inter-
walls on our ear it is the owl, image of
the wicked; he watches, when others
Aeep, he complains unceafngly, & breads
the eye of day. Oh my children, be G.
yer good, and you viii be ever happy
Since therefore years, your parents have
enjoyed undifturbed felicity; may the
purcfafe of it be to you, lefs dear, than it
has been to us.
Al thefe words, the eyes of the old
man were bathed in tears. Louifa, one
of his little grand children, yet not feven,
ran to embrace him. My grandpappa,
you give US 70 much pleafure, when on
thefe evenings, you relate fome pretty
tory, how much lhall we receive, if you
win tel us your own! 1t is not late, the
evening is beautiful, and no one wants to
lleep. The whole family of Peter, made
fimilar Intersections they ranged them
4CtNC9 aAould ilAltlg dhh were OcuISu 10
be Glent, by the little Louifa, who had
dropped at his feet. Each mother took
her infant on herknee, that its cries might
not diiturh, and all liitened in breathlels
attention, while the good old man, with
one hand careaing Louifa, and the other
joined with Therefa's, commenced his
hiftory,
II is long time, indeed, fince have
felt the gaiety of eighteen, when but fix
teen fummers had folen by Therefa.--
She was the only daughter of Aimar,
farmer, the mott opnlent in the country
and was the pooreit pcafant of the VIII
lage, uncoafcious Of my poverty, until
loved. made every effort to cruih a
palIicn, which boded 70 little good. My
humble fortune, I knew mutt eternally