Litchfield enquirer., 1854-10-26
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In the course of rideso AmoDg tue Fus,ici irs. wlleie air smells of clover. ihe foliage is fresh, and tie birds are not afraid we came across sign which bore the above Inscription. It was not ltttercd ia style which .he artist would select as a model, but the characters were sui ficicntIy plain 10 answer il,e object in. tended --ou the same principle that one can as welt understand the English lan~ guage when 1t jumps from the mouth of tho unlutored boor. as when it Hurmurs on Inc velvet lips Of the languid beauty. | The inscription look the form of text sf once and, AtraightMay.a mental ser mon succeeded, which we will secell and l int down, as our memory serves us :, I Why sell the farm :? It looks in excel- lent condition. Were tt a9enSale and not Il farm, it would hut somebody's hea,t srievously. lnstead of being otf,red. t would be sought after. and as only one out of a hundr d suilors could prevail. 'here would be ninety and nine statues of despair reared in ninety and nine bosoms.t We cannot sac how man whose disc.im nation is not blunted can part with such farm. Its owner must bc a prince. From it's fertile heart cometh sastsnance in abundance. It beareth corn and f,uil
 -sheep wander ins it's valleys, cat le browse on it's bill sides. The chatter of fowls and tie nei.hing of hoses gre heard from its ya,ds and its meadows-- its garden is full of fa,ncss. and the grape vine laden with promising clusters, fes- taons the nursery wall. Everything br
 okens fruilfalness and plsn.y--of which
 he dissatisfied farmer is owner and lord. |1What earthly reason can be have for wishing 10 sell it ~ ~ Why sell the farm ? Has the owne, become ambitious as we'll as restless ?
 las he read in books and ne wspap,rs of s,me far off land where money lies upon the turf. and all you have to do is to sIoop and take 1t? Does the gli.t,r of Australia haunt his eye. his mind, his dreams ? Or does heregard 'mself as 'ich enough to move into the city, and spend in luxury what he has earned by antlinching toil2 We'll. human nature k full of freaks.
 lf there is one adage that is truer thsn another, it is the one that says "a man never knows wien he is well off" A larmer--slaunch. well-to. do falmer.--- Why. he is the very King of comfo,l. Health, enjoy men,, independence Lidv | among lis eras and nestle in his tree. 1 tops. He needs not to kigh for Australia when his own soil teens with profit. He need not travel for gold when he may dig i. ln his fields, And as for the city. il is a great deal better 10 visit 1t nov and then than to make it q continual abiding place...-~It is infinitely better to be guest than q resident These7prr gospel infe,ences--a the farmer will find them so. asle lsH a
 Why sell the farm 2? Strange that we should pass an unp,etending cl,urc!,yald just a, this moment and that our uncon- scic us eyes shoald fall upon T new made grave. Perhaps we have been too hard with the farmer, after all. That very. mound. 30 freshly heaped. may be the secret of lis disconient. It is not the grave ofa child: its proportions do not correspond with the {" lil,le earth" 10 which a youngling of youth is entitled. There is no stone yet raised 10 tell of is occupant but somehow, we cannot help thinking that the farmc,'s wife sleeps there. Forgive us. that we did chide Eihee. good and honesl friend. We do not blame thee now. That rudeinscrip iion, This house for sale . now stands IS sponsor 10 2 volume of sufieiing
 Why sell ihe f.rm? Because 1t Is home no longer. The dear old house seems gloomief than q prison. for ihsi, but nov. an angel passed 1 . th, eshold to return no more. The beauties and 'comforts it possessed are changed 10 clouds and ashes--t,e air. that haunts its 'oli.ge and skins acioss its meadows is full of mvlancholy meaning. The tree mas fallea. and the vine Las naught unto which to cling. So sell the fam. most worthy friend. Would to heaven the bargain might include thy sorrows
 The commonest records are often in. vested with awful eloqurnce. live will but dive beneath the surface we may bring up a handful of pearls. Ba6alo Express.
 A ROLLING SroxE GATHERs NO. Moss. Well. what of that. who vans tn b, A messy old stone. away in ssme