The River Falls journal. (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1857-1861, 1857-11-25

But nature has forms and proportions be-
yond the painters skill; her divine pencil
| touches the landscape with living lights
and shadows, never mingled on his pallet.
What is there on earth which can more
entirely charm the eye or crafty the
taste, than noble farm! 1t stands upon
southern slope, gradually rising with
variegated ascent from the plain sheltered
from the northwestern winds by woody
heights, broken here and there with moss
covered boulders, which impart variety
and strength TO the outline. The native
forest has been cleared from the greater
part of the farm, but suitable portion
carefully tended, remains in wood for eco
nomical purposes, and to give picturesque
effect to the landscape. The eyes range
round three-fonrths of the horizon over
a fertile expanse, bright with the cheer
full waters of ripping stream, generous
river, or a cleaning lake; dotted with
hamlets each with its modest spire and
if the farm lies in the vicinity of the coast,
a distant glimpse from the high grounds,
Of the mysterious, everlasting sea, COM
pletes the prospect. It's situated off the
high road, but near enough to the village
to be easily accessible to the church, the
school house, the post office. the railroad,
sociable neighbor, or travelling friend.
1t consists in due proportion Of pasture
and tillage, meadow and woodland, field
and garden.
A substantial dwelling, with everything
for convenience and nothing for ambition,
with the fitting APPENDICES of stable,
and barn, and corn-barn, and other farm
buildings, not forgetting spring house
with q living fountain of water,-occu-
pies, upon a gravelly knoll, position
well chosen to command the whole estate.
A few acres on the front, and on the sides
OF the dwelling, set apart to crafty the
eye with the choicer forms of rural beauty,
are adorned with stately avenue, with
noble solitary trees, with graceful clumps,
shady walks, q velvet lawn, brook muir
muring over a pebby bed, here and there
grand rock, whose cool shadow Mt sun
set streams across the field; all display
ing, in the real loneliness of nature, the
original of those landscapes of which art
in its perfection strives to give us the
counterfeit presentlnent Animal, of Sc
lect breed, such as Paul Potter, and Nor
land, and Landseer, and Rosa Bonheur
never painted, roam the pastures, or fill
the hurdles and the stalls; the plow walks
IN rustic majesty across the plain, and
opens the genial bosom of the earth to
the sun and air; natures holy sacrament
OF seed-timc is solemnized beneath the
vaulted cathedral sky; silent dews and
gentle showers, and kindly sunshine, shed
their sweet influence on the teemine soil /;
springing verdure clothes all the plain /;
golden wavelets, driven by the west wind,
run over the joyous wheat-ficld; the tall
maize fiaunts in her crispy leaves and
holding tassels while we labor and
while we rest, while we wake and while
we sleep, Gods chemistry, which we can
not see, goes on beneath the clods; mvri-
ads and myriads of vital cells, fernent
with elemental life; germ and stalk, and
leaf and flower, and silk and tassel, and
grain and fruit, grow up from the COM
mon earth; the moving machine and
reaper-mute rivals of human industry
| perform their gladstone task; the we'll
piled wagon brings homo the ripened
treasures of the year; the bow of prom
Use fulfilled spans the foreground Of the
picture, and the gracious covenant is re-
deemed, that while the earth remaineth,
summer and winter, and heat and cold,
and day and night, and seed time and
harvest, shall not fail.