Litchfield enquirer., 1851-08-28

look upon the pOTtEaias Of their fathers and
 mothers of the 'shomespun e age,'' whose
 wisdom, purity and virtue contributed 30
 much to the glory of the place of their na-
 tivity. There were pictures there tn every
 style of art, from tue highest excellence tO
 the daub of the travelling painter. Many
 of them were taken in the lntIer part of the
 last century by Earle, and the quaint dresses of many of the ladies represented to our eye something more of the aristocracy of the court than the simplicity of pr. Bush>
 nell's " Kings and Queens of Homespun. g
 There were the Marshes, Bacons, GOnlds,
 SeymOurs, Smiths, Robbins. Backus. Bat
 tells, Churches. WOlcotis, Be Ihmys, Tall
 madges, Adams, and others of the old illus
 trious names of the county, looking down
 on their descendants from the walls of the ancient court house, where many of them
 had been wont to assemble during life, when it's Bar and Bench pOssesseda q greater array of talent than any other in the land. and where were their children looking with honest pride on the noble and intellectual faces of their ancestors. The most recent portrait was that of General Francis Bacon who died two years since, well known through the State and beloved by all who knew him. The picture, which is in cray on. is an accurate nd striking likeness. and with those of his brothers, E. c. and Fred erick, both deceased, represent the only children of the venerable parents.
 Extract ofo letter to tue Editor, dated
 Green Castle, Penn.. August l2. 1851.
 "'l suppose there will be great rash towards Litch6eld to-day, tomorrow. and the day following. oi
 Ihave already had more than dagu> elreotype picture of your great Jubilee, hung up in the chambers of my ina. gination for several days. l have seen your great Tent on the. West Park--the forming and marching of the procession --and have almost heard the oration, poem, and speeches. I suppose there will be there many of my old acquain. tances and friends whom I would be glad to see face to face; and perhaps now and then one will enquire for me, and ask why, I am not present. l would here beg leave to assure all such, as we'll as yourself. that though absent in, body, I shall be with you in spirit"
 We find in the New York papers the following brief abstract of the address, of Judge Church ;
 He opened his address by an a!h,sion to his residence. since his birth, in. the county, and his acquaintance with it's lra- ditional history, as the probable reasons of his being selected as the orator of the occasion. On such an occasion as this a little vanity is pardonable. Litchfisld. now waning into an hundred years. calls us together to see she still lives, and hopes to thrive many hundred morc--to be M duIged in telling of her children how they have got along; how they have lived and died, and who through the wide world have made her name iluslr- ous and esteemed. Some come to visit the graves of their parents and friends to look at the mansion where the cradle of their infancy was rocked, or the old tree which their arms clasped in climb ing,o the rock of their youthful gambols, or the church where they were baptized, and learned good lessons to guide their footsteps in alter life.
 A strange, looking upon the map. sees in the northwest corner of Connecticut dark shaded section, indicating hills and rocks, and he will turn from it thinking it l holds nothing of refinement or comfort. But let him come among us, and he will find the mountains, but also the streams i; the rocks, but the cattle on thousand 1 hills;" the atmosphere clear and buoyant, and the population intelligent. industri- ous and happy. He will find shat men live here. and women too, over whom it i would be ridlcplops to boast. He will find hardy yeomanry, and the birth places of many of the great men of whom he has read and heard, and who have honored their country by their lves.- Not many years ago. said Judge Church, was riding down the last hill in Nor folk. in the stage coach, with lady from the West, formerly resident ot this She exclaimed. " An how love these hills and streams How much more pleasant than the dull level prai. ries and sluggish waters of the western It was a sentiment which. if not often exprssed, is always felt by the IL ( n