The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1855-07-07

AYoNG TIE New HAy-The fragrance Of
new mown hay is floating in at country
doors, aud filling country barns, and freigh
ting country air Mingled with the breath
of diving clover the tones Of merry children
and the songs OF summer birds, it steals up
on the senses, and steals upon the heart,
and brings again memories long ago forgot
ten.
Don't you wish you could be as happy as
you were once. among the hay.cocks !?
That you could follow as dcliehtedly as ever
the wake of the mowers, and play burglar
to the houses that the bees built! That you
could fight the angry tenants us spirltedly
with wisps of hay and whirling hat and
dubbed pitch.fork, as ever you did That
you could find a cup full of happiness in
some nest among the rushes? That you
could fee! like begging for bed on the new
hay in the NOV!
But as you never can, what beautiful
provision it is, that you can live it all over in
thought that you can go back through c
years as easily as one can thread field Of
corn, and be somebody younger and happier
and better than the somebody now.
You arc lying under the broad leafy ma
pie again; robin rustles out from the re-
cess of shadow above, and squirrel darts
up with chirrup Of joy. The bob.o-links
are swinging on the rushes in the meadow,
and the great sun is shining over all. The
cattle are grouped where the creek runs stil.
lest and deepest; the sheep are painting I'M
der the bank the roof Of the house SENS
dancing with heat
On through the meadow, the mowers adj
vance; the swath-note comes to your car on
the air
You will be man, by and by, you
think; and swing the scythe and lead the
field You will have meadows of your own,
and stream shall run through it, and there
shall be whole families Of squirrels in the
trees and beyies of birds in the bushes, and
they shall all be yours. You will marry e.
len Loveland, whose father lives just over
the hill, if she will only keep as handsome
as she is now, md you will live in house
of your own, very fine house, with ever
so many rooms, and ever so many things in
the rooms. Little boys and girls will stand
in rows and make their obesance" as you
pass your school house at noon times, Just
as you and your comrades now do homage to
the Squire. You will be Squire, and you
will always have a pocket full of new pen
mics to give them, but then you will be very
grand with your gi!ls, and carry cane, and
a watch, and an immense seal depending
thcroirom. You will be richer than 10
Skies, who calls you names and he shall
nov Tor you, and cat in the Kitchen while
you sit in the parlor and read. Human ma
turc IS packed away very closely in the
smallest Of bodies sometimes, and so there's
world of it in the bosoms Of children.
But the little boy that divided his dinner
with you at school, because you had fed
your own al! away to the fishes, and fancied
you never would DC hungry again-hG shall
ride in your carriage; if you should be rery
rich perhaps you may give him a farm.
II is then you will be able TO pluck the
fruit from the trees without climbing, and
wind up the clock without mounting a chair.
And so you dream on, till a yellow winged
butterfly iiutters along, and you set forth in
pursuit Down comes your hat again and
again, just where it aIighted. You are
there on your knees in the grass. No farm
anu no Ellen, but just 4 butterfly under tue
hat. You lit it little aud look. A grass
hopper bounds plump in your face, nothing
more, YOU are just in time to see the trea-
surr you sought, disappearing from sight,
and quite out Of your reach
Very splendid were our morning dreams
long ago in the meadow, but like the grass
that the mowers cut then, they are faded
and gOne.-th. Journal