Eaton Democrat. [volume] (Eaton, Ohio) 1843-1856, 1855-07-26
New Series.
box, asked if he did not think Major Eaton

box, asked if he did not think Major Eaton
sadly miSused
"NO, sir" replied Alfred. al wish they
had hanged him; he has been ringing in my
ears these six months"
Aired shut his mouth; The person shut his
box, and the bell rang for breakfast. Accent
ing an invitation 10 accompany him TO his re-
treat, we landed al Newburg, and crossed over
the river 10 farm house, al some distance in
the interior. had only time 10 spend day
and night with him. lie was fond of reading
and had brought with him few choice nu-
thors, 10 be enjoyed in uninterrupted seclusion.
"Now," said Mr.. Alfred, as we seated our
selves beneath The low, moss coveled shed,
which formed the piazza Of this humble hab-
itation, 81 am entering upon a kind of new
existence. "HappneSs," says Addison, "is
an enemy 10 pomp and noise )" and believe
me, there is no quiet like an obscure farm
house. Here the thunder Of carts and stages
is never heard. The beating of drums, the
shuffling Of crowds, and all the innnmerable
noise OF the town arc strangers; and where
can man expect 10 find a more delightful
shelter from these pests than here? Where
can his memory more clearly recall the paSSa-
ges Of his past life, or his wisdom conceive
plans for the future Here, for a time, evil
passions lose their hold, holy influence
deadens our hatreds, and defines more strong.
ly the outlines of our manly friendships. |
look down on the worlj from this scene of re
pose. There is no enemy to whom would
not here extend my hand; my bosom owns an
unwonted yearning for those, who, however
beloved, are overlooked and neg glec.ed, in the
revel and riot of The town; and what Iofty
temple softenS the heart 10 alteration like tn S
simple aad lovely landscape, repoSing in a
peaceful beauty, untainted with the evils of
the world Here no troubles disturb, no in.
tereSts clash, no accidents terrify. There is
nothing like rural"
We were startled by sudden Shout from
Simon, the farmer. After a pretty profane
ejaculation, and sudden rush by US, SO as 10
nearly overturn the chair on which my friend
was seated, he went on, sLouing-
Jacob, run, you lazy scoundrel the hogs
are in the corn. Here Watch, here Watch,
seize 'em, boy. Run Jacob, seize 'em boy,
run, Jacob, let down the bars"
An enormous house dog. just from the pond,
started through the entry at The call, and sha
king The contents Of his saturated hair over
Alfred, laid his course, barking furiDuSly 10
ward the intruding, and now alarmed quad
rupeds. Simon and Jacob shouted; the pigs
cows beloved; The geese hsSed; the ducks
guinea mems and the inhabitants of the farm.
yard joined The con(uSion,,
"Nothing like rural quiet p' thought |.
AT supper we were interrupted by the
screams OF Jacob. Friend Simon was promo
ting his education with the end OF rope.
"Poor Jacob" said Alfred.
"Poor Alfred" thought |. "No interests
clash, no troubles disturb"
We retired to rest early. In the room allot
ed to us was a clock.
"What happy thought" said Alfred. ga
clock reminds us that time flies, as it pro
claims the passing hour"
We were just sinking into sleep; when the
clock struck ten. A ratting noise preceded
the operation, and the bell might have been
heard through the whole house. 1t awaken
ed us regularly throughout the night, at the
termination Of every sixty minutes.
"What happy thought"
The next day was intensely hot The sun
| glanced down fiercely. The leaves hung on
the tree motionless. The dog lay painting in
the shadow, wsth half yard of tongue hang.
ing from his mouth. The hens, &C., gathered
in silent meetings under the Carts and hedges
Alfred got his Shelley, and handed me Milton
Every thing was silent enough. A woman
interrupted US with mop.
| "Will the gentlemen please to sit on the
other side of the house 2"
"Why, what are you going TO do 7" inquired
Alfred, looking up from his book.
"Going to wash the stoop," said the fair in
truder, daShing pail of water over the boards
We had no sooner fairly settled ourselves
in another situation, than Jacob came ia will
load OF wood.
"Pretty Poll" said Jacob.
"Pretty Poll" screamed O voice at ou
shoulder, in such discorIant tone, that AL
fred again put his hand 10 his ears. 1t was
parrot, whose tongue, thus set in motion, re
galed us with such choice specimens of col 10
qusm as "Pretty Poll Pretty Poll Ha, ha
ha Huzza, huzza Come to dinner, ho
ha, ha."
Alfred looked at his Shelley. There was
dead silence. He went on with his book, an
suddenly turned 10 me 10 read a passage @
"Go 10 work, 20 10 work." said Poll.
"The devil take the fcol," said Alfred
flineing down the volume in a passion.
"SLupd fool Stupid fool l' screamed th
bird. cha, ha, ha, ia, ha, ha, Huzza ~
Poor Alfred he must soon learn that ther
is no refuge from misfortune, the source {
which is in himself. Instead Of seeking
fly from tumut, he must strive 10 become ia
mlliar with it. The world was not formed f
the fastidious or The refined. There is on
one place Of rest, and long may it be ere h
lies in its stiffness.