Kenosha tribune & telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1856-1859, 1857-10-15
From the Chicago Journal.
"Letterettes."

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B. F. TAYLOR, the poet editor of the Chicsgc
Journal is out ON s.trayel," and furnishes the
Journal highly wrought pictures of the country
and places he visits, under the above head. The
following is one of them:
| The trains upon the Illinois Central are not
at all like devils -darning- needle; they do not
go darting fitfully along, but move steadily on,
| like well regulated piece of mechanism. The
rate of motion assumed at Dunleith, has been
uniformly maintained, and there is a certain sense
of security in it, that nothing else will insure.
The cars too, from the excellence of the springs
and the additional pairs Of wheels upon which
they run, move smoothly and firmly along.
We begin to see the gum tree, the mulberry
and the poplar; we pass Carbondale and Makan-
da, and catch glimpses of an older country
Orchards sprinkle the distance old fields and
farm-houses come in sight; the forests grow boil
der and cluster along the track; we reached AN
MA, the Railroad correlative of the old town of
Jonesboro, and we promise ourselves, the
train moves on, that we will tarry here upon our
return.
The route OF the road, for many miles, IS
the bee and the bird fy has been growing rreg-
ular for an hour or two; and it now meanders
along like lost brook, among the dense forests.
Everything about US indicates that we are in a
region new 10 u.s. The sky is overcast with
p
We are in the country of the great river We
look along the great trees, as they go direct as
on an Grant bound, up into heaven; the foliage
is more luxuriant, and tangled like wilderness
what an expressive term is Wilderness Desert
unsown, butts wilderness is all sown. 1t is
where everything has sprung up as it niiied, aud
so it grew wild. What girl so wild as she that is
self-willed2
The leaves get broader. and the tints are
brighter, as if it had just been raining, and
washed them neD again. A deer could not break
through the closely-woyen shrubbery. We saw
a pair of fawns just now, that lightly leaped
away, then turned to look.
Vines creep and climb everywhere they man.
tie the great leviathans of logs, damp and messy;
they wreathe the dry masts of lightning stricken
trees, with summer glory; they get some great
trunk in their embrace, and Irvine around il
from base to branches, and reach their tendrsls
out for more, until the forest monarch seems to
writhe in their sinewy coils, and one thinks Of
LAGOON and the monster of the sea, and iorgs
to set them free. Sometimes, we notice that
service has been done, and leaiess vine swings
to and fro, like cable, from some outstretched
arm.
What recesses of eve rlasting shade are the &c
leafy Businesses. And the streams that come in
and and out TO the railroad track; just such
streams as Turk about the shores of the great rv-
ers, creeping lazily in and out and lying in a.
muddy sleep aDllQ the matted trees.
We are upon the Cape of Illinois; we are be-
tween two great rivers, that flow unheard, just
beyond the green drapery at right OF us'-green
drapery at left of u.s. We are in a semi-troai.
cal region, where all is tangled clustering, ex-
uberant life. In these shades, we are told, the
Naturalist finds the brilliant bird whose native
home is down among the cotton fields; the insect
in arinor of gems and gold, that course the green
territory OF the tropic leaf like knight at tour
ma no nj cd hot,
less way from sluggish pool to sunny bank; the
flower that burns with beauty like the mountain
bush of old. This oozy Grad of Lower Egypt
fairly rustes with all kind of life.
The train seems to be working its way eau
tiously along, like some old Saurian on its way
to drink. 1t winds its way to Villa Ridge and
thence TO the Mounds, where Locomotive
stands in the shade, waiting to back down to
MOUND CITY, on the Ohio, that rival for the
honor OF being the head of river navigation when
Eurocly don, or some other heather wind blows
out of the east Ii one may credit what he hears,
nobody can truly say of Mound City, it is 40
great SHAKES the cool nights and morning alter
mating with the ovenish Egyptian Moons making
poor mortality sort of pendulum between a
roast and freeze. We are assured however
per contra, by an honest man who charged his
Indignation with ne gatives like grape-shot, that
nobody never had no ager at Mound City, to
speak Of Probably not
CSlIUuSIl WIS punt undoubtedly VIII prove
an important one. Accessible by railroad and
river at all seasons, it is secure as Ararat from
the foods, and has a country behind it, unsur-
passed i'll a fertility vergng upon luxuriance
that only awaits the open hand Of enterprise to
yield its willing treasures.
But we let the waiting engine back home
without us, and keep on cur way towards CAL
RIO. The Ohiv is flowing nearer and nearer to
us on the left. and the Mississippi whose waters
we left behind us at Dubuque, are slowly COM
ing down upon our right. Both are as invisible
as the river that Bunyan's Pilgrim braved, and
went over to the Beautiful City. But we
fancy a cool breath, now and then, is born;
a sweet estray from the breeze that is curling
up the unseen current.
AS if in honor OF the Meeting of the Waters,
the clouds part and wheel away, and just as the
sun comes out and kindles the tops of the forest,
we emerge from Natures green closet-Fatima's
was blue-and there, sweeps the beautiful river,
all crimson and golden in the evening sun.
A steamer with its white cloud of downy
plumage is coming round the curve like swan;a
narrow bodied packets suffering up the stream;
numerous little boats are cutting across the cur
rent. and playing like shuttles from shore to
shore. Across the river, sloping gently, and
wooded to the waters edge comes old Ken
tucky's shore. If Distance loaned anything to
the view, 1t was grand investment, for a thing
of beauty is joy forever We are looking, so
somebody tells us over towards Blandville, and
Mayfeld. Gentle and suggestive names are
they for such scene.
On THE CAPE, SEPT. 10th.