The New York herald., 1845-01-15
Hamilton, U. O.
Correspondence of the Herald.l


HAMILTON, UPPER CANADA, Jan. 8, l845
News of any import is of such dearth, l am lost
how to supply half sheet-as all things must have
a beginning, ,mprin,is-We have had no sleigh
ing up to this date in this section of the country
and the knowing ones declare there will be none
ull the swamps are filled up-that being sure pre-
cursor of lusty fall of snow. The Indian judges
by another mode; in killing pig, if the liver sticks
to the side Of the ANIMAL be sure and prepare your
sleigh So much for old saws
Ere left New York, was of course well ac-
quainted with marketing of every description.-
Potatoes were bad-here the crop is excellent, and
at the rate of Is to 20 cents per bushe; chickens
to cents each; turkey of II to IA lbs 81 prime
beet II to dollars per hundred; butter 10 cents;
oats ls2 cents per bushe, and when the great
plank road is completed, affording an inlet for the
back country produce, there will be reduction Of
rs per cent.
see by your paper that Mr.. Anderson has fire.
quently acted Claude Melnotte, in the Lady OF
Lyons. / met with rather curious document
here, testified to be written in 1929. by young
gentleman at school-if SO, 1t shows Sir + l. Bull
wer 10 be pagiarst OF the hrst water; Mark l's
DropinQulty 10 the famous speecn on the Lake oi
Como.
oh, not in stately halls gded rooms,
Or crowded city, would dwell with thee,
But in q lowly cottage not so high
But that the Jessamins could reach the root,
And In lonely valley, paint thee love,
small white dwelling in paradise
OF many color'd flowers. At the door
should be little porch Of honey -sucke;
The Iattices cpid have NO other blinds
Than branches Of REQ roses In the room
lutte be placed whose music should be heard
Together with the woodIarks evening song -
Fresh flowers in green rush baskets a.d some DOCKS
Ger which, the spirit OF sweet Poesey
Had shed his soul OF beauty and OF passion
Aud landscapes the walls-landscspes that gavs
I The skies Of other nations r. ck and storm, :.
And mountain torrent and black woods where dwell
The dark banditt-so that we might prize
Still more the quiet Of our own calm home.
Our garden should be beautiful-but ours
The only hands that made it beautiful
We would be proud of it-onr crocusses,
Those golden promises of Aprirs wealth,
Should be the hrst in SpriDg-and ours the rose
That bloomd the last in autumn. In the shade
OF an old ash whose boughs hung e'er abed
o. purple voles, we'd place our hive
or bees, and plant sweet hriar by the stand.
Around the country should be pleasant fields
Corn and green meadows, and their hedges rich
With the lnxuriant May and Widing rose;
And In the summer time, wood-strawberries
Mixn with the azure birds-eye at their roots.
Away-Yet still the village should be
Visible, peeping from the tall elm trees,
With its white church aud sunset gilded spire;
Aud there should be a little brook oerhung
With graceful willows, and the water lilly
Upon it's calm cold surface; and at no n,
Its ripple should come musical and low
Mxd with the wood-dove,s planning to her mate.
could be happy any where with thee
But this dear love this would be paradise.
Written, 1929, at Addistomsbe College, neal
Croydon Surrey. Yours, &c. VORTEX.