The Davenport daily gazette. [volume] (Davenport, Iowa) 1856-1869, 1856-11-20

A Chicago contemporary iatrodaces the
following spirited poem Of Grace Green
woods, al the close Of an essay on horse
back riding Horseback riding among the
ladies' is too often regulated by fashion -
Some seasons il is fashionable 10 ride on
horseback, and the same season OF the next
year, 1t is almost vulgar" for lady TO be
seen On horseback. 1t should be the fashion
Al ell times and seasons when the weather
will permit. "Loyely woman never looks
loyelier than when on horseback, " lille ave.
~ plain woman, with the flush OF health
and exercise msntling her cheeks, and her
eyes sparkling with the excitement OF
canter in the fresh air, looks handsome a.
nature ever intended che should under any
circumstances. There is no exercise more
healthiul than this, and none more delight
iul. How many of the thousand hule ills
70 which the female sex are victims, Ills oil
fiesh and of spirit, might be wsrded on BY
such exeraise' Let them
~WEsp uSupiea spNats ~Asl ~es'S " 'h~'
seek new life for the time on horseback,
and our word for it, and Grace Greenwood's
ord for il. their cares will be "borne away
on the wings of the wind" There's moth
ing like it. It's better than all herbs and
minerals. 1t swsetens the temper, purIfies
the spirit, and-promotes digestion. It's .
capital thing anyway you take it--bsfore
breakfast or sfter-with the dswy sun Of
morning as a companion, or with the rosy
blusdng sun ofevening. Aye--its good when
dsshing firt with the icy breezes of winter
or a gentle skimming along with summer
breezes. II plants roses in the cheek, firm.
ness in the step, lustre in the eye. Itpost.
pones old age--it prolongs youth. 1t gives
buoyancy to the spirits, and opens the SOU
to sweetest impressions. But read the spir'
tied Grace, dear ladies-and read i ( you car
without feeling the blood quicken in your
veins:-
..whsn troubled 10 spirit, whea wear, of life
When faint meath Its burdens aud shrink fron 1T
strife;
whenii. fruits turned to ashes, are moek.ng ny
And It's iairsst scene seems but dssolate wsstei
Then come ye not near me, my sad hear! to cheer,
with iendships son accents, or sympathy stear.
No pity Ask and no counsel need,
But bring me oh bring me my gallant young steed
With his high srOhed neck, and his nostril spread
His eye fuil of Ore, and his s,ep full of pridsl
As Isprng TO his back. - seize the strong rein,
The strength 10 my spirit returneth again
The ponds are all broken that feiteysd my mind,
A nd ny ares borne away the wings OF the Wind
Ny pride lifts lie head for season bowed Down,
And the queen Of my nature new puts on herero~nl
New we'rs on, like the winds to the plains whence
they came.
A I'D the rapture of motor is thrilling my frame
On, speeds my eourser, scarce printing the sod,
Scarce crushing daisy to mark where he tod
On, Of liS q deer, when the hounds early bay
Awskes the wild echoes, away, aud away
sill faster, still further, he lsapssi my cheer,
Till the rush Of the startled air whirs in M ear
Now long clear rivulet iieth his traes,
See his gs ncing hoos throw III white bss back
Nov glen, dark az nitnight-whst natter we'll
Though shadowssse round US, and rocks DER US IF
The thick branches shake were hurrying through,
And deck US with spsnglss ofElvery dew
What wild thought Of triumph, that this ssiish
such s,esd in the might OF bis strength may com.
wha, glorious cresturei al, glance at him now,
How be sossss his name, with snrili Joyous neigh,
nd paws the frm earth in his proud, stately play
Hurrabl on again, dashing on as in ire,
I'll, the long ninty pathway is flashing with ARE
10 sditch shall We pause No, the bold leap We
Like . .vifs winsed arrow wsru.hths air
NOT the wildering waltz in the bsllroom's blaze
Nor the chivslrou. joust, nor the daring race
Nor the rvift regatta, nor nervous chase,
Nor the sail Of high heaytne vs'ers Der,
Nor the rurs dance on the moo might shore,
Ckn the wild and IN dllingjoy exceed
Of fearless leap on . Grey steedr