The Ohio star. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1830-1854, 1854-03-22


the.other evening" r dis66sered the follosarsiees
ltsr; hndai,aio't b mora than ysarlne. you may
puhli!h tiff you think proper. IL has awskeued
membyies ever pleasaut,i,s.i ss.' =. i,
:@a':.' clEyriaND Feb 12sh, 1855. y
DEAa Hall sin the Star" ofthis week, I
read notice that The .Ssntinei.n in North Ad-
ans. is for sale. Your remarks called np many
recoiections in my mind Of the Past. Although
| am not :" Berkshire" or Yankee born-l am
pretty much Yankee; and a few Of my boyhood
days were passed under the brow of that old
| :. GreyIock.n . which points $500 feet heaven
| ward and rs you approach it on the road from
Lenox TO Piits6eld, il seems one Of the pillars
| which upholds the sky. = =
Boyhood with ms, in Adams, is just one human
| generation ago. And oil has changed there save
the islds-the hiils-the mountains, the rocks, the
river, the valley. The old brown school house.
| that stood on the hill, near old Uncle Thomas
Jenck's' y orchard. is gone. The spot alone re-
mains. And the bubbiing spring in the meadow !;
it is as young now. and its sand as bright, and its
waters as pure, as when "long. long ago." used
to drink from its gushing fountain. The old barn
in the meadow on the hill! Does it yet stand
| ln that meadow, after school, we used to 20 for
strawberries Do the berries grow there still
| remember some Of the loved ones Of my boyhood
into whose baskets the largest and ripest berries
were sure to find their way. and for whom gath
cred the sweetest flowers of "mid Summer time"
Eiiza-and- MaIia-and Julia. / can now hsar
their sweet voices, and see their young bright
/ eyes. They had known no sorrow them Two
of Them aresin Heaven now. They died in the
+" rosy morn I" of young and beautiful womanhood
"Oid Greylock." have seen thy summit from
afar. and when bade farewell to that land of nv
fathers. thy venerable head, frosted and white
with October snows, was the last object on which
4 my eyes looked good d-bye through gushing tears.
There were two dwelers, in my boytood, who
lived in aruds cabin far. up on thy hoary sides,
whose names viii be remembered by many who
yet live, who used to go this season of the year
after '.spruee gum." on Greyiock. Jimmy and
Jenney Guinea! They were kind to the boys !;
and many time have little hands and feet been
warmed by the hospitabie FIRE of the white head
4 cd old African and his wife-who would tell how
they were stolen from their native land, ,chere
there mere no saeirs. But they have gone, and if
their souls were washed in the :. Blood of the
Lamb" they were - crown of Righteousness -
in that beforehand, where the slave is equal with
the master--the subject with the king. / doubt
not, that history of Jimmy and his anld wife,
could it have been truthfuIly written. would have
been one of exciting interest. Bot they have
gone, and that history has been written, but not
by mortal hand, ain the Book Of Remembrance -
We shall read it there!
How the world has progressed within the mem
zinrv oft l;,;.,l A
j few years ago, Mr.. J. @. R. told me. (he was
then ~ years old,) that journey from Adams to
New York and back, usually occupied four weeks.
(now a merchant can go from St. Louis to Lon
don and back in four wesks,l and the first time he
4 was in New York City. there was hut one Bank
there. What a glorious time the Ha,ds in Ohio
would have had if they had lived for the dear peo-
!, pie in those days.) A merchant in Adams can
now take an early breakfast at home--dips at the
" Metropolitan" and take tea at home. is moi
! this fact age? What would some of the old
fathers Of Berkshire. who sleep. say, if they
could see the iron horse breathing Ere and smoke
and hear him as be goes laundering on his iror
traiok UP and doss and J~autifpi valley
of old Berkshire / guess many who now live
win sleep before the new boring machine makes i
hole through Hoosack Mountain. That is grea,
bore.s 3
Old Berkshire, what blessed and hallowsd
J memories it awaksns! God piled up it's noun
iains-and threw up its hills and rcooped out its
d valIeys-and beaniified it with rocks and trees
and streams and lakes, to make it delight
ful home for man-and where in all the world, in
the fowery month OF June, or in tho golden Octo.
Der. from the "'sDow hole . to hBHsh Bisbe. 4
there land more beautiful than Berkshire, where
hills rise up either side and valleys lie betweenl
On one Of is sunny hills my FATHER was born
in one Of lie lovely valleys my MorHERs grave
was made. And that dear. good old grandmother
she who used to tell us in the evenings, stories q
her home in Scotland. her native land /; che who
loved Us well and fondiy-her orphan boys: he
dust sleeps beside my sainted mothers; and othe
; loved ones are there-and loved ones who nov
win be there. when they shall have performet
the duties ofIifs's mission. 8. ,'sl..ss :
n And you have half mind to 20 back to OF.
Berkshire and print free soil paper. can no
!, blame you for the wish. But you would iud NOR,
pealure in going up to the old school house. o
summing yourself upon the old .fat-roek near th,
u school house. That old fiat is there yet. IT ha
e not grown'cid ike us. And generations of littl
L ones viii yet say upon it. and leave no foot print
a on its face. Ths old Office is there, but guess
does not echo to he voice of laughter as it used 10
Go back. and you w6uid be stranger in the hom
of your boyhood, and aisng the very streets sher.
once every face was fasiliar one, you would b
stared ar by those who would ask who is that 2
This would make you feel very Progressive. Yo,
and are welded to Ohio W. GO back to Berk
shire only as visitors. There are not so, man,
Hankers there as you think for If iIlsrs are many
+ tits only because Of the influence of the ..Sus.
/ And you will never forge, that sunny, sight
e seeing spot" Constitution HiH' IN the :. oh
d Boro'." Nor have you forgotten the ntellecue
face and speaking eyes of her, who was the q cid
y est born !" of him whuss rural home was ami