The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1838-11-06

cord N. H. Herald OF Freedom, Whlcn Is lfoHl
the pen Of 'qhe Oliman Of The Mountain" alias
n p RoorRs, ESQ Of plymouth, Editor The
Herald who iourueycd in this section of Yer
mout le}y weeks since.
YER MONT.
We hypc recently joIuncyed through portion
ofthis free state and it is not all Imagination IN
us, that sees in its bold scenary-is unaffected,
inland position its mountains, but fertile and ver-
dunt surface the secret ofhe noble and anti-slave
81 nv predespolism ofts people. They are located
for freedom. Lberys home is on their Green
Mountains. Their farmerrepubc no where
touches the orean-'the highway OF the" worlds
crimes, as well as its "nntions" 1t has no sea
port for the importation of slavery. or the erpor-
fation of it's own highland repubcanism Yer
mont is accordingly the earliest antslavery slate
and should slavery ever prevail over this nation
TO its utter Suhjugation, the last lingering foot
steps of retiring liberty will be seen-not, as
Daniel Webster said, in the proud old Common
wealth of Massachusetts, about Bunker Hill and
Faneui Hall, (paces long since deserted OF
freedom)-but wailng, like Jeptha's daughter,
among the "hallows' and along the sides of the
Green Mountains
Vermont shows glorously at this autumn sea
son. Frost has gently laid hands on her eXu-
berant vegetation, tinging he rock maple woods,
without abang the deep verdure of her herb
are. Every where along her peopled hoIio"s q
her bold hill slopes and snmmits is alive with
green while her endless hardD toress aie
uniformed with all the hues of early fall-rcher
than the regimentals Of the kings that glltlered
in the train of Napoleon on the confines of 20
land, when he Fingered there on the last out
posts of summer, before plungng into The snow
drifts Of the nortl--more gorgeous than the
"array of S llau's life guards IN the wars OF
the cr,lsaders-or of "Soomon's in all his glory
-decked in all colols and hues, but sIl The
hues of fe-Vegeta,ion touched, but not dead,
l.; Of
decays effacing finger" had not yet swept the
'hills,' where beauty fingers. looked fresI'
rs growing foliage. Vermont frosts don't seem
to be killing "frosts." They only change aspects
of beauty. The mountain pastures, verdaht to
the peaks, and over the peaks ofthe high, steep
hills were covered with the aniplest feed, aud
clothed with countless sherp,-lhe hay helds
heavy with second crop, III some partly cut ana
abandoned, rs fin very wGQrness and safely,
blooming with honeySuckLe, contrasting strangely
with the colors of the Woods,-the tat cattle ana
the long tailed colts and close built morgans
waowing in it, up to the eyes, or the cattle
down TO rest with full bellies, by ten in the NOR
ming Fine but narrow roads wound along
among the hills-free, almost entirely, OF stone, u
smooth to he safe for the most RAPID driving
made oftheir rich, dark, powder looking SOIL.
Beautiful villages or scattering settlements break
ing upon the delighted view, on the meander-
ing way, max ing the ride continued scene oil
excitement and anip,ation. The air fresh, and
Whoesomc,--no Stcaming OF the lever ana aSue
of the West; or the rank sidpeholdng of the south,
the road almost dead level for miles and miles
among mountains that lay over the land like the
great swelIs of the soa,-and looking in the pros
pect as though there could he no passage. on
the whole, we yer, in our limited travel eX-
perenced any thing like it, and we commend
any one given to dependency of dumps, to an
early ride, in beginning of October, chaIse top
back fleet horses tandem fresh from the generous
fodder and thorough going groomage of Steeis
taveri-.-a forenoon ride from White-river Sharon
through ruuIrdge To Chelsea hollow. There
is nothing on Salem Turnpike like the road, ana
nothing, any where, match for "the lay OF the
land" and the ever varying, anlma'mg landscape
We can't praise Verinonters for their fences or
ther barns and it seems to us that tier out
houses and door yards hardly correspond win
he well built dwellings. But they have no
tones for Wali--no red oak or granite for posts
9r pine growth for rails and boards, an ther hard
wood forests, and queried as we Observed
heir sunsufIiciert fences" and lack OF pounds
whether such barriers rs Our side OF the Con
nectcut we have to rear about an occasoha'
patch Of feed, could be necessary in country
where no 'screatures," appeared To run III me
road, and where there was not choice enough
in field pasture, to make 1t an object Tor any
body to he breachy, or to stray-and where
every hoof seemed to have its hands tull at home.
Poor fences there seemed to ans "er all purposes
OF good ones among us, where every blade oil
grass has TO he watched 81 guarded from the fur
tive voracity Of hungry New Hampshire stock
The farmers looked easy and care free, We
saw none that seemed back broken with hard
work, or brow wrinkled with fear of coming to
,0art, How do your crops come in sir? 'Oh
middn' we'll" How much hay do you cut?
swell sir, from 80 to 100 tom Corn? "Over
400; corn is good How many potatoes?
"Well don't know; we've dug from 800 to 1OOO'
How many cattle do you keep? "Only 30 odd
head this year; cattle scarce Sheep? 1900
and odd' Horse kind? sFive and would part
,oith span of Men,;' and SO on And yet the
Vermont farmers are leaving for the west.
The only thing we saw, that looked anti-re-
publican, was their magnificent State House,
which towers among their hills more like some
ancient heather temple than the agency house
ola self governed democracy. 1t is a very inn
posing object. Ofthe severest and most com,
pact proportions, its form and material (tfie solid
granite) comport capitally with the surrounding