Washington telegraph., 1853-06-22
IFor the Washington Telegraph.l
CAMDEN, ARK's, june IL, 1858.

progeny. and the fields and forests begin to
feel the swelling impulse Of vitality How
returning seasons. carry us back to other
days, and lead reviving memory through
many scenes put away in the tomb of other
years. The proud tree that stands BY the
door seems to wear the same suit in which
il made manners Y to the winds the sum-
mer that is nearest us in the train of the
Past. "Our life is twofold. and the hap
piness that we breathe from objects around
us. is at least By half, drawn from what we
see noic resembling what we loved in days
gone BY forever. The same sun, and sky,
and stars, are over Us, and we behold them
solemnly in memory of dear childhood I; but
the CAV and cheerful earth, annually re-
newing her toilet, beats the measure in the
march of Time, and makes US feel in our
footsteps that we are travelling to that coun-
try from whose bourne no traveller has ever
returned. When the first dogwood puts
out in early spring time, at once remem-
Der when and where, in youths delicious
morn, broke the first tender branches to
adorn the zkay-h0nse Of my first love
How, when 2'Lay-ts7ic came 1 would run
down to the spring, and for fear the sweet
little first flower that bloomed about my
heart. would fall in, | would run all of the
risk, in getting her bottle Of milk out Of the
old spring. And how We would set down
upon the moss under the shady beach tree,
in innocence and love, drink out of the same
cup. And when after the little dinner was
over, she would take of and spread down
her pretty white apron, and we would play
at checks and talk love till .books :" Such
, L., tIo.a Iaa,
darling days are long buried beneath
mountain of cares and years. The child
has its happiness and % may the man, but
there Is as much difference between them
as there is between the sparkling, laughing
rivulet that glitters among rocks and fiowery
shades, and the dull and fiat sluggishness Of
the canal-moving as slowly as the last
snake in autumn. Oh, how old it makes
me feel to look back to the tree-climbing.
branch leaping, gathering, young days
of life Why. when | was boy ] could
kiss the gais-and not get slapped and
hence, l wish l was young again But
alas, it can't be so. Memory, shivering
amid the accumulated SHOWS of many win
ters, looks back and-fecls very sorry,S
Let not those who are too dignifed to write
or think about any thing-unless it has a
pricc,-despise these childish thoughts, for
there is no good man 10 whose heart they
have not place, winding and twining about
the souls temple, like the tender vine bu-
ricd beyond the reach Of the sun in the
darksomc reoesses of some ancient ruin
Well. summer has ccuIe, and spreads its
patched mantle over Arkansaw. when it
ought to be solid garment, all Of a piece.
If progress were anything like the small
pox, would be coerced to believe that Ar
kansaw had been udccinatec2-it looks like
there is but little danger Of her f" taking N
it.
1t is insupportably vexatious to mind Of
progressive anxiety, to witness the hesita-
tive calculation Of our people. Every man
that makes a sacrifice Of thought upon the
subject Of the States improvement, seems
to have stored away in his head some favor
lite and choice ideas and plans. which must
be taken and acted upon by the balance of
the community, sans amendment, or he
sits down fiat III the track and saws, run
over me if you can" Now, in following
the public mind preparatory to sowing the
seeds of truth and enterprise it is necessary
to eradicate these stook-gru6s Of obstinacy
"Hu pHIOcihtH. LJ4On SLDuih EDb Dp suffer-
ed to discourage US. As HAMLEr's mother
SAID to PoLoNTUs: He will come straight
Good cultivation will clean the ground of
all noxious roots and poisonous weeds,
whereupon in due time they become fcrtli-
zers. Arkansaw stands amid surrounding
prosperity, like marsh in the middle of a
big plantation, where the ploughshare of
redemption has never entered; or like
lost feather from the black wing of Night.
trembling darkly upon the bosom of bla
zing day. or like mole upon fair lady's
cheek OF cataract upon the flashing black
of beauty's eye,
1t is justly esteemed compliment among
the ladies that child farors its daaly
and it should in some cases be consid
cred treasure of happy thoughts, that a
nation OF men IN all their ways, resemble 4
noble ancestry; but who shall Be able from
national likeness. to trace the pedigree Of
s-la Arkansaw She is popularly called one of
the younger daughters of an old gentleman
who settled on the Eastern shores some two
centuries ago, and commenced business
on his own hook now nearly seventy-eight
years pas. but tho relationship has almost !
faded to tradition. And were it not for
the old mans kindness from time to time
In trying to provide for this wild woman Of
the woods, even the tradition of their kin |
ship. had long since been lost among the /
shadows Of years. With that intuitiye sarac. /
Itypeculiar to parental eyes, he could discover
qualities and graces hidden for most Of the I
time, to the rest of the world Squander.
ing her patrimony, and forgetting the lesson
of her childhood. she has at length convinc-
ed the human race Of her essential inde. |
structibility, BY resisting for sereatees years
all the most improved and approved means
of arresting vitality. Ifdou5ie names could