The daily Minnesota pioneer. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1854-1855, 1854-11-23
SAINT PAUL
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Autnmms
Although little out of season, we give
The following beautiful article place in Out
columns on account Of its touching subliM.
itv 1t will call forth vibrations of pleasure
from every heart attuned to the beautiful
1t, as all who read the article Will perceive,
is from the pen of the Poet Editor of the
Louisville journal:
"Anether cycle Of seasons has brought
us autumn in all it's pleasing yet mournful
melancholy magnifcence. The bracing frosts
Of early morn the balmy air-the cheerful
mid-day's sunshine evenings mellow
twilight, are blessings of the season besto%.
ed by the boun;ifui providence of God Oh
unheeding and unthankful man.
The lusty vigor of spring-time and the f.
cry fervor of summer have been supplanted
by the mellowed mildness of genial autumn.
Man, eager in the pursuit of wealth or stri-
wing to gather fading aurcls to bind around
ambitions fevered brow, marks not the
change, neither needs the lessons which this
most important of revolving seasons teach
es. Go forth to the forest, ye sons and
daughters of man and learnfrom naturehow
to die. Learn from the leaves as they qui-
city fall to earth that you too, like them,
must pass away; and ask yourselves, if like
them, you have fulfilled the end of your Gre
atian, and are prepared to pass away from
the walks of man. If you can answer yea,
tits well, il not, it behOOvcs yOn in speedy
preparation soon to engage, ere the winter
Of life come and find You unprepared.
Who is there that can go forth into the
quiet forests depths at such time as this,
where he can hear the low voice of the wind
fluttering among the leaves, see through the
openings in the branches of the trees the
deep, blue canopy Of heaven, and feel the
hallowing quiet which insensibly steals over
happier and better man?
There is something in the saddening in
fluence of autumn, that strongly reconciles
us to ourselves, that sOftens down the aSpcr-
tiles of feeling toward our fellow-men, and
throws a salutary check on human pride, as
we are reminded of our own mortality and
unhalting march to that "bourne from which
no traveller ieturns," by the impress of de.
cay and approaching dissolution stamped on
the things that now surround it.
To us the present Is of all seasons in the
year the most bewitching and most beloved
1t is a sweet and mournful pleasure to wan.
der forth alone when the many-colored trees
tf our magnificent forests give notice that
Autumn has come, and like victim doomed
to death, has fancifully arrayed herself in
the most gorgeous vcstments, ready and
waiting the sacrifice Now through the
sOmbre and majestic aisles Of the "srandold
woods" the wind-harp's tones are sweeping,
aid the faT-off voice of lulling waterfalls is
heard, blending their music with the harmo-
ny and sweetness of that choral hymn in
which all nature seems to join to chant the
rcquium of her departing gfo4ies.
STEPPED in the revercs of such delicious
dreams we have often sat for hours at the
foot of some old monarch of the forest, for,
getful of the world and all its ascerbi:
ties, and living for the time in an ideal coun-
try, created by our own fancy, and peopled
by the beings of another sphere whose AN
gel visits pluck from the weary soul full ma
ny thorn of bitterness, and speak to the
troubled heart in accents seldom heard from
these who walk along the rugged paths Of
life
But Autumn and its glories will soon be
numbered with the things Of the past. Yet
little while, and few leaves, withered and
sore, clinging here and there to the parent
tree amid bowling winds and dreary SHOWS,
will be all that remain of summers gay
and brilliant drapery Winter with his
stormy skies and ice-bound streams, will be
upon us but he, too, will pass away, and
then again the blushing Spring, wreathed in
Smiles fresh and young as a beauteous bride,
in all her loneliness will burst upon us, and
gladden. once more the hearts of the sons
and daughters of men.
Thus dc the seasons come and go-with
ceaseless round and endless variety of change
impressing the heart with sense of the mu.
nificence and kindness of the great Author
of nature who has given to man this mag.
nifcent world for his abode, and endowed
him with faculties fitted for the enjoyment Of
its manifold beauties"
b@- The oyster panic in Newly is sub
siding. 1t is now admitted that the unfortun.
ate biyafves were libelled outrageonsly, and
that the persons who died of cholera in that