The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1853-11-24
RAMHLEs I'M THE COUNTRY.

We were in The country. We had lett
behind us the din of business, and the
harrassment of a Printing office. The
pure air of the country foated about us.
Aye we were once more in the country
There, where our heart was heavy no
more-there where our step was light as
a fairy's foot fall-there where our SEN
ses in extatic delight, drank IN the beau
ties of Gods creation.
Smile,n ye, who in your luxuriously
furnished room, the the view from which
is bounded by your ncighbor's red house
and green blinds-smile not We, who delve
amidst ponderous ledgers, and exist amid
your mercantile fgures-ye, who glngle
your dimes and dollars, and dream OF
your last speculation-ye, who live that
pold may pour some of its yellowness
into your sallow faces, and whose hearts
grow smaller proportionately as your dol
lars crease,-smile not ye, if sometimes
we wander, as a joyful dream, amid the
walks of the country. Smile not ye, who
live for love, for ambition, for wealth.
We, whose hearts have lost that verdant
freshness, that ye leave amid the uplands
and green glens of the country-ye who
find your pleasures amid the dissipations
of town life-smile mol ye, if we tell ye
how much worth it is TO sometimes flee
from active life and its carcs--business
and its monotony-fashion's friends and
their hollowness, to roam out into the
glad, green country
Oh 4! it is worth much thus to roam
awiIe. 1t is to renew life, and to breathe
nobler aspirations f; it is to vivify mans
fainting spirit, and to quaff at natures
fountain; it is to hold communion with
our better nature, and to feel enlarged
sympathy with God.
After walk of several miles, and oul
road being hilly one, from considera.
BILE elevation, therefore, could we see the
beauties of sunset. Most beautifully was
the orb of day descending the western
arch of Heaven, and all the clouds, that
foated near, shone resplendently in their
radiently reflected colors. Slowly, slow
Ily it descended, and as it did so, each
moment Of time, it became sunset to some
and vet sunrise to Others Then we saw
it sinking, we knew that, though lost t.
us, it had gone to revivify, to cheer, ant
to brighten other lands, other people, anC
other nights. At last it had quite, quit
gone.
The air had grown chilly, and the ha
zy, dreamy twilight was hastenening af
ter the sun, while the night, with its ri
sing moon, its bright beautiful evening
star, its myriad night-gcms, had come.
1t was a night of magnificent beauty
Beautiful whether seen in town or coun
try-beautiful, whether alone or wit
friends, but oh most beautiful, when see
- among the hills and woods, with the pur
s air and with the happy feelings of tn
e country. And, stretching away to tn
0 right and to the left were the silent, som
Z bre hills, that seemed to be worshipers c
$ the stars, rising some above the others i
alteration of their beauty. Silent, scin
tillating, mysterious stars, that, like dia
monds, shine brightest in the dark, ar
ye not worlds where the spirits of th
good and beautiful roam in joy forever
more
On we went a short distance, to tn,
farmhouse of kind old farmer, VIII,
invited US to stay over night. We gladl,
> accepted of his hospitality; soon the clotl
was spread, and our appetite being salts
fed, after short chit chat with the fam
lily, we retired for the night Soon tn
| bright rosy morn again made its appear
ance, and after happy good-day, W
made our way home, there to relate ou
visit to the Country.