The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1855-09-01
HAVING.


1t is five o'clock. Tn, morning is clear
and fresh. a thin blue film hovcIs over the
circuit otthc lIou>atonic along the mountain
belt. \ hundred birds, YES. five hundred are
singn. as birds never sing except in the
morning. few chimneys send up slow
wreatEins column of smoke, which grows ev-
cry moment paler as the ncw-kindled fire be-
low burns brighter In our house the girls
are a>tIr. and the mystery OF breakfast dcvel-
opins. The li:tc dog is SO glad after lone
WI. tloi!c. The men are in the barn feed
Ing the horses, and getting everything ready
for work.
The clouds hang low on the mountain on
every SIDE. Their ragged edges comb the
mountain sides, and look as If they must sway
the trees in their course. Yet they move
with such soft and drow>v measure that not
a leaf Strs in their path Will it rain today?
The heavens overhead look like it, The
clouds around the mountains hang low, as if
there were rain coming. But the barometer
SAYS, No. Then few rounds with the srvthe
before breakfast. Just 10y way of getting path
open. There they 20, a pretty pair of NOW
cr> The blinking dew drops or the grass
tops wink at them and pitch hcadlons under
The stroke of the swinging >,'y,hc How
low and Inu>iral is the sound OF Srythc in
ITS passage through a thick pile OF grass. 1t
has craunching, mellow. mnrmurins sound,
right pleasant to hear The grass, rolled O.
YER in a swath to the left, green and wet, lies
like loo>cl: :cor'lcd cable, vast and half
twincd. Around the piece. step bv step. 90
the men, and the work is fairly laid ont and
begun. There sounds the horn Break fast
is ready. One NAV work with the hands be-
fore breakfast. bat not much with the head -
The machine must be wound r1 The blue
must be taken out of YOUR spirits. and the
gray out of your eyes. \ cup Of coffee rca
co.lcc-ho Drowned. home ground, home
made. that comes to you as dark as hazel
eye, tut changes toa golden bronze as you
i, temper it with cream that never cheated. hut
was real cream from its birth. thick, tender
" yellow, perfectly sweet. neither umpv nor
frothin@ on the Java. Such cup of coffee
is match .or twenty hluc devils. and will
exercise them all Invo'un.arilv one draws
in his breath by the nos;rils The fragrant
SAVIOUR fills his senses with rlca>urc-for no
coffee can be good in the mouth that does rot
first send a sweet Offering of o,lor to the nos
tril>. All the children are farmers bows for
the occasion. Were Schastopoi built of bread
and cakes. these were the very engineers
who would take it. Bless their appr,i,cS :
II does one good TO see growing children eat
with a real hearty appetite. Mountain air
free foot in Gra>sv fields and open groves.
plain food and enough of it. these tl;ncs kill
TIE lilies on the cheek and hriny forth roses.
Bat we must make haste, and make hay
while the sun shines. Already John Dlrran
is there whctirg his scv.hc JOAN. tourh as
knot. strong as steel. famouS in all the re-
ZION for i,lowinc turning his turrow and cut
ting bis swa'li alike smoothly ard evenly. If
Ireland has any more such farmers to spare
they may come on in spite of all the Know
Nothings. The man of the Farm strikes in
first. as being the head man in this dominion,
and John follows, and away they 90 right
through the clover and the hcri>nra>S. up
the Hill, towards the sun The craS> is full
Of dew, which Iuivcr> in the sunlight, and
winkS and flashes by turns AL the colors of
the rainbow. We follow after, as one that
lmpS. having never attained the ar. of NOW
ing. and being late apprentice and mere
learner. we prefer to lc: our bcttcrs 90 first.
One Swath will satisfy our zeal. and we shall
then fall INTO the ranks Of ,he Spectators
found and round the field they 90. with
steady swing, the grass plat growing less at
every turn.
What miniature forest is this tall GRASS
full Of undcrbrush clover? How full of pop-
uIa'lon Vast communities dwell here of
which we have but little knowloIrc, and for
which we have bat little sympathy. All man
ncr o' Gra>shoppcrS, field crickctS, bugs of
every shape and color worms. birds, vounc
and odd. and namelcSs lite, swarm ,.rourh
these grassy forests. past all counting. One
n'cncS the Su!!en surprise with which
the crash Of the scy'lc ovcr;Irows structures.
obI'c"ateS their paths, DESTROYS their haunts
and societies. and huries thousands of them
under each swath Of grass All the bright
webs OF spiders. that sit up late at nights, the
virgin webs that have as vet caught nothing
but dew. and have caught whole lapful of
that. are swept in one stroke A mower will
IN halt day diSarranCe the plans of mvrials
of his fellow creatures. walking a conqueror
through their de>olatcd cities and dwellings.
without once thinking. even. that he has
wrought his task amid such multitudinous
company. ]. following on, turn over the grass
and watch the liberated captives. that take
their disasters very patiently. Spiders forget
to be voracious. Insects run over spiders
without sear All herd together in peace,
made by common misfortune. So We have
read that bears, wolves panthers, deer. rab-
bits, and foxes, are sometimes pent up on
some high ground, iSanded by a sudden
irtshet, and forget their destructive habits.