The Ohio union. [volume] (Ashland, Ohio) 1849-1854, 1853-11-02
UNION.
For the Ohio unloa.
eas A better from Roseila'
CoLvubus, Ohio, Oei. co. 1883.

NfNN BHt tN'" "fi-- 1870 -'l ~ y
si,y, AZ freely as l could from sylvan
.;s Dali There, from my vine.wrea'he'
window ( cuuld gaze npon the greenwood
and Wild hills and beautiful wales, and heal
no sounds save the birds, and the wind'
among The leaves. and the music Of falling
14lsrs, and ihe tinkimg bells away ia lh'
distance. Here, from The dusty window
Of The editors sanclum, up 10 my eyes IN
newspapers. magazines, &C., ! see outside
only files Of dingy brick wallis, and chin
nsys sending up their great, murSy co.
lumns Of coal smoke, and hear The loud
aud confused mirgle Of voices in,en. on
trade and speculation. and the constant
pallsr Of busy feet falling upon my ear
like summer rain upon acol'ags roof.
am delighted with my new home and
new parents, (col. II. and his blooming
sMolliSnAan yet dreams Of our own
sAshlamd's wild scenery and warm hearts
aliimes steal over my soul and make me
very sad, especially when ! hear some
gwhiskered cavalier ~humniDg Old Folks
al Home"
-'agI arrived here in time to attend The
County Fair;-among the pretties, or pref
,iest, WIS an old king of the barn yard-a
great, proud booking fellow, made up en-.
stirely Of posies, with dropping corn blades
for a tail, and the scarlet coxcomb upon
his head, wtile golden and velvety mari
Rolds covered his broad breast.
ir Then there were boys that looked like
young mountains. and big sheep, and
horses, and cows, and lemon and 6g trees
in bearing, &C., in abundance.
Mrs. BArEHAa, dear little lady Editress,
and Prcsilent oil The Woman's State Tenn
perance Society, accompanied our trio over
1.-THE Fair grounds. | was not surprised To
see her, true woman as she is, shaking
hands aud speaking kind, encouraging
words to the great, hard listed farmers,
whose glad eyes spoke apprsciatise Ian.
guage.
u Unlike the noisy lhrong ef li'p'1 Nin1
cd women vino are iroopine tiiOogh ohf
land, she is modest and difident. andsas ]
looked on her, | thought u thAl exquisite
grm,thought sparkling in Bryanl's Fores,
Hymn;- /
lyon clear spring that well. so,tiy forth.
And visits the strong roots Of half ae mighty forrest.
b Tells no tale Of all the good 1t does"
= 1Kate Monlgomerie," la:e Wheeling 4
correspondent of the CulriYatos, is STOP
ping here al this time. Who ever saw a :
Kale that was a quiet, demure, maidenlS q
Kate, who could 81, still a whole minute. Z.
and keep folded hands and closed lips T. +,
Vi aeses did, dear, little model editor. -,
did We! se !
y. Well, Kate Montgomerie ID your very !
Of a romp. Oh, hersarcasm scorch-
20 like burning lava while her good, ear.
.n1si iaik falls Soo,hiaely as Tho gentle
touch ola mothers soft hand an an aching |
brow ! Her laugh is joyous, anu ripping.
and rings like a chime Of fairy bells. She 1
Is large aud plump. and possesses vitality 6
for a whole township Of consump- {
II does me good 10 see her dimples
and hear her laugh, and though she reach : !
es out her hand with a warm (" How dye 4
DO, Rosy I" I.shyly extend the tips Of my 6
fingers, as a rimid child would touch the B
ailky care Of a noble Newfor Midland dog,
hal It wanted 10 love, yet feared. +
A Mrs. BLooMER, of Bloomer costume no. r
,orieiy, and ediiress Of The lilly, leclured
a'few evenings since, on Temperance !
and Woman's Wrongs. Her language, ;
style. ndsSeeily spoken sentiments, were d
fsuiiless. She wore a silvery gray silk {
dress and pants; her hair plaii and |
smoolbe. Her face is somewhat caro- !
worn, though she is still pretty, with bright. :
deep expressive eyes, and voice that is I
melody itself. Her handsome husband, c
who accompanied her, doD't look al al !
henpecked, and seems proud Of his gifted !
wife, i
Alter service last Sabbath, Col. and lit J
lie Lu and I walked on, 10 Goodale Park. !
II was a glorious Indian summer day--the :
sunshine so sofdy golden, and the grea, '
misty veil of blue hung so silently and
swee,ly over our lovely earth. The old
naples dropped down their sere and vel. !
low leaves, until they lay in rustiing drifts I
about their Qnarled roots. Oh! my heart
worshipped COP. the GiSer Of The glorious /,
autumn time, more deeply aud earnestly Z,
ihere, than among his creatures. 10 o
house made by morlsl hands; sud here. .
The music Of Nature was even more sweet
BY sublime than the organs swelling min
sirelsy which had scarce ceased 90 echo
Among The arches Of the human sanctuary.
Our ihirsling souls drank in great draughis
from ibe fountain Of Immortality. and ma