Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1844-04-26

HEADER, nave you ever travelled IN Con-
necicut, over that part of New Haven coun-
ty which lies west of the fair city of that
name | say traUeIicd-but in another
sense than that which the word seems TO
have with that class Of blank neutralities
who appear to feel that they must traverse
The country every season, from Maine TO
Louisiana, and exclaim, "Oh, beautiful "-
"Ah, exquistep' as often as their guide
book says it is proper. For this class Of per-
cons the word has no other than literally
the definition of Webster "Travel-to Jour
ney;" "Journey-to travel" Alas for
them This world, in which the true soul
walks, seeing God and listening to the uni
verse, 'the great EoIan harp" with its sol
enn and mysterious music sounding from
its countless strings, to them appears spread
out in its glory only to serve as race ground
for fashion, and what Carlyle so expressive
ly denominates "gigmanity." There is
another class of travellers who, from defect
of vision, caused not by sun spots but by
dollar spots, see before their eyes, in the
most beautiful landscapes, nothing but mill
seats, tlnber-lots, railroad tracks, choice sit
uations for manufacturing establishments !;
and were it practicable, would sell the bless
ed sunlight which brghtens the flowers on
their fathers graves, for ga handsome con-
sideraton." Heaven defend us from all such
travellers.
Bnt you, gentle reader, have you ever
stood on any of those broken chains ofhills
in the region refer to, and gazed over the
rich landscapes, the sunny valleys and fair
villages, and felt how much unwriten scrip
ture there is on earth to gladden. and elevate
the heart Of mani Whoever is familiar
with this region cannot fail to remember
the little village Of Liston. with its white
cottages nesting on the hillside and scatter
ed through the valley.
In the scenery around it, the hills, or as
the inhabitants call them, the mountains, in
some places rise in isolated peaks ; but 10
the northwest they sweep far away in an I'M
broken chain, here bare as the heath where
Fngal aud Ossian fought, and there grey
old rocks, cliffs piled upon cliffs, "here dark
with the thick moss Of ages, and there of
chalky whiteness where the thunderbolt has
splintered them" Then again, for miles
the range presents a continued sea of green,
wave upon wave, up TO the very summiis.-
are the "sliding paths" These are spaces,
some yards in width, where brushwood and
soil are worn away by the furious descent of
logs, which in winter the farmer, after hav-
ing freed them from branches, precpitates
from the SUBMITS, to the no small content Of
his boosted Bent and Bright, these finding
il far more satisfactory TO stand quietly
chewing their cuds below, waiting 10 drag
the loaded sled over the smooth road to their
masters door, than TO be breaking snow
paths up the almost impossible side Of the
mountain.
The village is entirely enclosed by these
a noble tract Of land is displayed 10 view,
stretching away until its borders are loving
ly embraced by the blue waves Of Long Isl
and Sound. The village, with its well kept
plot Of grass, proudly termed green the
neat church and school house cleaning forth
from among the trees the little river which
HES on its winding way, like happy child,
gaily singing TO each flower on its banks
and, above all, that gateway which leads
from the transient 10 the eternal-that por-
tai through which so many of earth's weary
children long to enter and be at rest-the
place so dear to glorifed
spirits-not merely because through this
gate they expect to receive those dear ones
whom they left on EARTH but also because
here lie those Wondering bodies in which,
when on earth, they joyed, sorrowed, loved
and beloved, and which they know they shall
receive again, purified and beautified by the
owing kindness of God the graveyard, here
50 appropriately situated and adorned, that
nothing is allowed to proiane its spirit or
wear away its ''monitory virtue; )" these, and
all things that unite with them to make the
scenery around List0n so beautiful TO the
soul, speak emphaticaly to the heart Of the
traveller that great watchword Of Christiani-
y-PEAcE and few can resist the influence,
whatever may have been their experience in
ife Oh (! how many such scenes there are
n this beautiful world of ours, speaking,
ike him of Bethlehem, "Peace aud good
will TO men'
Ia one of these fair valleys there is nook
which, for its retirement and singular beau
y well deserves the name Of Fairy Glen.-I
Here, one beautiful day in the spring of
49,, sat young maiden under the shade of
/ huge oak, which mother-like, spread out
is branches TO screen the bubbling spring
rear its foot. Her apron was filled with
lowers, ofwhich she was busily twining
wreath to adorn pet lamb that stood grave
y gazing at the reflection Of his own face
n the pure waters of the spring. She was
me of those who. in a crowded saloon or on
fashionable promenade, would be passed
~ unnoticed, but who reveal beauty that
i once surprises and gladdens us when met
n situations adapted TO their character, so
hat we wonder at our own stupidity in not
discovering it before. And surely no
Gene conld furnish a finer setting for the