Litchfield enquirer., 1857-07-30
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 Our prophecy has come true. One of the Fairs which we prognostcatsd fortnight ago is advertised to-day in our columns, and C one of the fairs " indeed, we are assured it will be. Ac. cording to the advertisement, (and what advertise. ments say mus, be true) it is to be conducted in a style of more than Oriental magnifcence It is evident that words are insufficient to express the anticpatons of the fair advertisers, and al- though " aIliteratlon adds an aE,(ul aid. yet she gives up in despair after struggling half-way through the alphabet, and retires from the effort
 We mean to be there, that is if there are any complimentary tickets sent to the editor, and we hope there will be. This fair is evidently des. tined to be an erain the domestic and eccIesas- tical history of Litchfeld, and We want to be one of the number who shall be able to point out upon our modest mantle shelf, above our domestic hearth, the form of rag-baby. jumping jack, or wishbone pen-wiper, or some article within our limited means, and explain to the admring questions of our numerous posterity that il was purchased at the " Great Fair" long ago, when the Organ was got for the Frst Church.
 The weather has not been favorable for harvesting for the last few days and the hay crop is far from being secured. From our window there is a sweet picture of rural fe-a little way of meadow smoothly moved and raked, the heavy grass of which has been collected in cocks, where hundreds of robins and larks are seeking for insects On the top of large heap, there stands rake and perched upon it, line of bob-o.lmks already beginning to change their plumage--trottng about. with ruff]ed feathers and uneasy motions, which so plainly be- speaks their preparation for departure In pas ture beyond, flock of blackbirds surround cow one or two perched upon her back. Speaking O, COWS, by the way, reminds us that Mir. Willis Law of this town, recently lost two fine steers, from stroke of lightning. Unfortunately, they were from two different yokes thus leaving two odd ones To return to the picture, however. Beyond the pasture are large fields of rye, which are fast being cradled, and which, we hear, promise good har. vest Beyond the rye-fields are the wooded hills, winch gradually slope to the lake, over whose mir ror-like face two white sails slowly passing We cannot see the lilies that have opened their jewelled cups to this bright morning sun but we know they are there Last night we passed along the margin of the lake, and their perfume was borne to shore And we knew how quietly they had folded their soft leaves together, and sweetly and securely gone to sleep. rocked by the tiny waves that cradled them so tendery. Were our neck little longer, we could perceive Mount Prospect, where the copper mine is being prospected The result of the labor which is there being expended we trust will repay all concerned. As yet, We have seen little to re- mind us of Lake Superior. There is great lack of accommodation for city boarders among us. We have now visiting here of the notables of the land and were place to be found, we might have the pleasure of locking upon the author of one of the most taking works of the day. And now there creeps into the window the sound of griding-organ perhaps the same one that Mrs. Potipher sometimes heard when waking amid the splendor of "OM Potfs' palace, in the early summer morning. she thought of childhood. Could we only find room, perhaps, we might see Mrs Potiphar herself-or better still tho author of |" Potipher Papers" The improve ments, except the setting up of the new organ in the first church, now complete. Last Sabbath, a crowd ded house listened to the preaching of the Rev. Charles Wadsworth, of Philadelphia, who is