The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1844-05-06
VOL T. No. Al. Whole No. 1853, 3-5L

traveller returns" but whenever the prosperity Of
my country is the topic cannot refrain from speak
ing.
al have studied atentively the subject of home in
dustry or domestic nulactures, and only won-
der at the narrowness Of the policy which can con-
denim the system desire to it restricted, II
one Of the principles for which we commended
when, colonsts, Great Bra in in her kingy power
repressed our energies, and fetiered our Industry
"Why, even Chatham himself said, America
should not be permitted to manufacture so much us
hobnaiI Noighbor Ballard has called it the mother
country-then scripture fulfilled s''the mother may
forget the child she borO,' for her policy has ever
been TO enrich herself at expense. But we threw
off the yoke, at the sacrifice Of many brave man,
and gained the power to govern ourselves, yea and
to cothe ourselves too, ind in our own way And
would you me, me, old revolutionary soldier,
clad in clothes of British manufacture?
As soon would have fought under the enemy's
coors. No, rather let me be proud to wear the pro-
duets of our own home iudustry--woo raised on
hills, manufactured, il possibe,iu very midst
Yea, let yonder stream that rolls at feet tuIn
mills, and labor with Let US be proud TO clohe
ourselves, and thus be truly free and independent.
''But, says one, it is doubtful whether we can OBJ
ensure our prosperity. Talk not thus, my friends
Our legislatures not so bind 10 national in-
interests as 10 wish to bring the labor our oe-born
citizens into competition with the toil-bowed peasants
of England. Take courage and build, and in the Ian
guage of Holy writ will PrOphesy, that "yOur labor
shall not be in vain ~
Here the venerable speaker became exhausted
and took his seat amid the hearty cheers of nearly all
present.
''Said and done'' is a homey familiar phrase to
the N. Engnnder, and it was not long before Henry's
brightest visions beginning to be realized. Piles
of brick and mortar assumed ga local hab,Oton
and name"
BUSINESS prospered, and cords Of cloths in
deed turned into real estate, and available property.
II was n clear cold evening in December the Their
momeer stood ten degrees below zero, but with
resolution rather unusual to my indolent temper,
wrapped myself cloak and hood and (muff in handy
went forth with n sort Of heroine feeling to defy the
cold. There was not stray cloud in the deep blue
sky, but the stars looked gracefully down upon the
earth, as fpleascd with the pure white mantle with
which she had adorned herself AS assembled the
hill which separated from the village, the lights in
the thiciy settled houses became visible. There in
Squire Aliens paror is gathering of young people
the room 10 unusually OFlHth,-SoIne merry song is
being sung and played there while happy hearts beat
time to the inspiring music. Life's sunny hours!
Laugh happy ones, and let dark forebodings of
life's dim the joys OF the present
But yonder, in the little red cottage, perceive
pale light feeble candle.
That is widow Burns. She supports herself and
three children with her needle; fancy I a
pale, quiet face, bending over some piece of work
that must be finished tonight. God bless her, and
may the children for whom she tolls repay in love
and gratitude her ceaseess labor. But here is the
little noisy stream almost at my feet. How prettily
the lights in the factory look and how merriy sounds
the machinery within! Let enter moment, and
see how it looks by candle light Buzz! buzz! whizz!
whzz! always feel if | was machine myself,
and too, bu, how bnsy and happy the girls
look. There no pale lnces, or distorted forms
here, but the daughters Of our citizens and farm
who enter for short time that they mny lay up
little Of the ''wherewith'' to increase their otherwise
scanty marriage portion. But the counting room door
is open--with womnny curiosity we will take peep
If mistake not tliu is none other than our friend
Henry; hut five years Of active business life have
somewhat improved his appearance. He has just
finished reviewing the accounts of the day, and by
the way he throws cloak and cnp and is evidently
DESTROYS to hasten home.
"Good evening, Mr. Atherton. Can you turn beau
This evening and gallant me to see our friend Anna?
What happy smile does the very mention of the
name call forth, while its language is not 'our Anna,'
merely, but "my " ife.''
He is proud Of her, and well he might be, thought
I, as entered his pretty cottage
There sat Anna, loveer than ever, singing nur-
sery song to fine chuppy little fellow often months,
who almost sprung from her arms, as he heard his
faher's step. In easy chair by the fireplace sat
her venerable father, who had just knocked the ashes
from his pipe, and ready for social chat With
much interest he inquired the Of the day, and
scarcely had Henry drawn off his boots and ensconccd
his feet in pair of comfortable slippers, which lay
the hearth rug ready for him when the cd gentleman
sWhat about this new store to be
opened7 Our village has improved astonishingly
within few years; but had no idea we could sup
port four stores instead Of the we had FIVE years
ago. 'tt
Perhaps this will explain the new one, said Henry,
as he drew letter from his pocket and read =
Mr. Anterior,