New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1853-10-20
DAILY CRESCENT.
EDITORIAL CORRESPONDENCE.



Even after tie manner in which Daniel
O'Rourke was, in that Irish legend, flown, -
by his friend the eagle, out Of the " dissolute
Island . on which he was sojournng against his
will even so, borne on the swift wings Of steam,
did we emerge from Louisville. Should that
fair city, so bright in its hopes of the future
and so pleasant of site, ever join Gas it bids
fair to do the honors Of literature to the emol.
uments Of the pork market, its poets will, fear
he somewhat puzzled to make its neighboring
streams run melodiously in verse. What
nymphs can be supposed to make their haunts
by Salt River, below. except the unseemly ones
that attend the troops of defeated or the de-
scendpg hordes of successful politicians And
above, what naiads can be feigned to dwell by
the Bear Grass, except Of that present Sort
whose persons are redolent Of lard and tripes !,
issus, take it, is not smoother, or of greeuer
banks than Salt River, and .'meek Cephissus I"
rill quite as scanty as Bear Grass, which, in
summer, scarcely flows at all, but those attic
waters had, it must be confessed, names fter to
tinkle in song. The muses. love
"A painted meadow and a puring stream p
but will not inhabit by them, if you give them low
| and inharmonious appellatives. For all pur-
poses of smelling, what Shakespeare, or Milton,
or some other of the old fogies Of verse says,
| may be very true, and
By any other name would smell sweet /"
| but,nevertheless, names are not confined, for
their uses to the single end-though that be their
chief and more popular e-of calling things by.
| There are other objects for which softness and
| even certain gentility of intonation are not
| merely desirable but necessary. Cucophony
| doth not consist with metre, nor vulgarity of
| sound with romance; and our hardy pioneers,
who stood sponsors over the land in a nomencla-
ture only fit for the melodoug nine to stop their
ears at, have certainly done no little TO render
| it difficult that ours should ever be realm Of
song: Hence I conclude that SO long as Bear
| Grdss shall be Bear Grass, and Salt River shall
| be Salt River, the pastoral and poetic deities
| That have their haunts by dell or piney mountain,
| Or forests by slow stream, sylvan glade.
Or chasms and watery depths
will obstinately decline to take up their abode
near them, however fair the scene
| And fair it certainly is. Nature has clearly
been at no little pains to spread out for Louis
vile environs the most agreeable And when
in the progress Of Taste, the art of Picturesqu,
Establishment shall come, to deyelope or II
| create, at each point, the beauties of which il
is capable, there will lie around the town q
neighbOrhood the most delightful The softnes,
OF the air, the brightness of the sky, the teen
ing vegetation of q soil Of boundless fertility
the gently waving hills, often crested with nod
ding groves of the unrivalled forests Of Kentucky
with rich levels interposed, over which lool
forth, from the frequent eminences of easy as
cent, here pretty habitation, there q snuc
| tarm-house-all these together make up a pros
pect winch delights the eye with its variety apt
gladdens the heart with its opulence | hay
seen countries where the landscape possesse
more of the pastoral sweetness of meadow Gtn
vale and rock, of green hillsides and prett
dales and fairy little hooks by romantic strean
or wild lakes, amid savage mountains who's
rudeness made the cultivated spots which the
fenced in seem more smiling: but these Ken
lucky landscapes ask no aid of contrast, n
helps of the fancy. 1t is their universal aspec
of an unmeasured fertility which chiefly en-
| frances one 1t looks one entire land of Corr
| and Grass on all sides, it is an unbroken spec
| tacle Of whatever can bless the husbandman OF
herdsman. The view, however wide, scarcely
ever rests on anything that does not promise tn,
most exuberant productiveness for its very
| wastes look richer than the fatness of other
soils, In short, youha constantly before you
turn where you will, land which is one grea
| image Of the most profuse abundance Plent,
seems to have emptied her whole horn over it
You are lost in astonshment at its natura
wealth and beauty, and ask yourself how the,
| who have once seen it can ever consent to liv
| anywhere else, Such, in the very liveliest de
gree of wonder and pleasure, were my impres
sions, along nearly the whole way from Louis
vile by Frankfort to Lexington; and coul
not help thinking, over and over again, tha
when Eden was snatched away from our Firs
Parents, not bad copy of it, on much large
scale, was left us in Kentucky. 1t is bette
place than sinners could be allowed to live in
if the Lord were not wondrously merciful; an
he must have relented great deal before
| made it.
The track, however, over which We passed
not everywhere of a like fertility. Within
few miles of Louisville the railway betakes il
| self to a sort of low back bone of the country
and pursues this until, not far from Frankfor
it descends, by long and rude chasm, TO til
, Kentucky river, Along this low and broad sun
nit, the soil is said to be, for Kentucky, poor
elsewhere, it would be esteemed fine and eve
along this occur, at intervals, tracts of grea
heauty-espeeially when you come, now IN
then, upon one of those grassy forests whic
abound over Kentucky and form one of It's pt
culiar features. Nothing of Natures unaide
making can we'll be more charming The moi
admired Of the English parks, on which art an
wealth have lavished everything they can do
the imitation and improvement of the natur.
+, beauties of woodland scenery, do not excee
them. Indeed, they look more like the work
Landscape Gardening, than mere wild boz
forests. Methinks 'twould be pleasant to be
harnadrydd in such, They make you thin
too, of that religion of the Druids, of whic
groves were the temples. If stately and swe
and solemn as these, one can hardly wonder
the idolatry for maryelously fit are they
, dispose the mind to devout or else to poet
thought. And hence it is that Milton, who W
all made up of this double temper, loves, for i
walks, the deep shade
| " OF pine monumental oak
| Where the rude ak, with heayed strol,e
Was never heard. the nymphs to daunt
| Or fright THEM from their hall "a