The weekly Minnesotian., 1854-07-22
For the MinneSotian
Miscellaneous

The afternoon was charming the humming-
bird in the swect-briar said so the blue birds
as they chased each other, like iecting clouds
in and ont of the cherry trees twittercd it ; and
sage robin red-brcast, balancing on the clothes
line like ropc-danccrs, laughed it mcrrily
| alond.
A carriage drove to the door; two little
hands encased in lcathern gauntlcts, held the
rcins over two black Canadian ponies, and a
cheerful voice cried "Who will ride to-day ~
Two is won the hour and away we went, leav-
ing the one always visible point on the plains
Monument Northumberland us, and whirl-
ing around the clear lakc-b.uc as the heavens,
" The Stockbrdge Bowl" so named by Mrs.
Sigourncy, and truly bowl of rippling wave
lets and silver trout. The road wound entirely
around it. We passed the red ungainly house
where Hawthorne passed year or two, a pro-
totypc of the Scarlet Letters" Opposite
stands the beautiful mansion. described in his
"Mosscs from an old Mansc,'' ovcrhung with
the vines of cxubcrant fancy, like all of his
works.
driver, a gay, fair impcrsOnation of ucbe,
with strong likes and Indifferent dis.ikes"
The ounce trees were in bloom--a beautiful
flower it is upon close examination. Upon the
top of the bill stands a full fresh blossomed
Hawthorne tree, apparently in the vigor Of
youth. and yet sixty years ago it was just as
beautiful and youthful in appearance, and has
in that time grown no larger.
Fanny Kemble has purchased very pretty
gableroofed cottage near the Lennox line 4; it
stands close beside a beautiful grove. When
she is at home, she drives fiery span of horses
and displays all of her characteristic fondness
for acting and display.
swc drove slowly down the bill, the sun.
like a ball OF fire. illumincd the trees and made
the winding river a thread of molten gold :,
sparkling haze crowned the mountains, and
clouds gathered around the pale aud gbostIy
arrows of her dying foe.
On ncishbor Hornets gate was quarrcIsomc
hen, "wth happily leg" one of mother Buz's
ccccntr;citics. Under the window of another
ncighbor reclined Gas Miss Sedgwick has writ
ten)" bird Of classic rcnown, who wanders up
stairs and down stairs" the very image of its
mistress. ] offended dear friend once by tel
ling her that her COW rescmbled her. 1t was
true, and the COW had frank face and much
brow. Some persons residing together for
years will find only their tastes and disposi
tions assimilate, but their manners and often
looks also. Why may not this apply to domes-
tic animals in constant daily presence. Quien
sobe
Now will fulfil a promise made long aoo -
In the yard appertaining to school house one
clear winters day, was pretty child. draw;rc
a galy painted sled. inscribed Snow -aake-.
just as she reached the gate, a wild mad.can Of
a Madge Wildfre came dancing from the door
her red hood awry, her face brimfull of mis-.
chief CLEANS, and precipitatng hersclfup the
sied, commanded the other to ride her home.
ohe looked like an elfn queen, dark, bold and
defiant, stamping her little foot as though it
rested upon the necks of fthousauds-stretching
forth her brown hand as though it held scep-
re, and nOdding her graceful head an II tho