The Highland weekly news. [volume] (Hillsborough [Hillsboro], Highland County, Ohio) 1853-1886, 1857-04-16

.wO days There is such pleasure i'm |
gardening When the girls commenced. !
l put on laced boots, as they did, and !
went to work digging beds transplant
ing flowers, sowing seeds, and trimming
shrubs We do not fear the dew, or
run for a slight shower Such a garden
as we had such variety and abundance
Of flowers and vegetables, such luxuries
in the form of peas, beans and Salads
L tlatter myself that I am now quite a
though at first L did not know
a plant from a weed.
l have also learned to make cheese
Not merely to sec it done, but to per
form the whole process myself 7 have
become proof against damp air and damp
feet You should see us Gathering
strawberries in the meadow while the
grass is wet with dew, or rake hay at the
approach Of a thunder cloud until the
big drops begin to fall, and then run.
ming to the house amid the bright show
err. Oh! there is no life like a country
life-no pleasures like the free exercise
and pleasant labor of farmers family.
L often smile as I recall my impressions
Of country life and country people, be-
fore l came here. I had been taught TO
sum up in these words all that is dcgra-
ding, Ignorant and vulgar. I find here,
on the contrary, all that is enuobling,
truly great and excellent What poor,
worthless imbecilo I was when I left
home-only fit to be waited on, dressed
at enormous expense, and admired for a
season! Now, can not only superin-
tend housekeeping, but I can bake good
bread and cakes and pies, cook meats i'm
the most excellent manner make butter
and cheese, and spin fax and wool. Call
country people ignorantl Why there
is nota farmers child Of ten years old
that might not pity the deplorablo ig-
norancc of city belle Nor arc the
minds Of country people inferior in any
respect, and most Of them are well Guilt
waited. yOunotremombcr those lovely
poems in P-'s Magazine? and how
we wondered who the fair author who
signed herself might be? Well, tbs my
little country cousin hwe. Does not
this settle the pOintas to intellect And
then you know that most of our great
men were farmers sons, brought up to
work until they were sent to college
Apropos: do you remember the en-
thusiastic praise with which the revcr-
end professor, DIR. D., spoke of a
young Mr.. Gray, a student in the Semi
nary. Well that Mr. Gray was a broth
or son. I wonder that you did not in
quiro him out, and invite him to our
house. He came home Just in the time
Of merry harvest. He is handsome.
gcntoel, and highly educated; how did
he surpass any gentleman Of my former
acquaintance, and particularly that
mincing, delicate Mr. Lassons, of whom
l once fancied myself desperately cnam-
ored, and to whom, in part was owing
my terrible illness. Tn part, 1 say, for
illness Of mind and body had GOOD
share in producing it, I could have
knelt down to him the first evening of
our acquaintance, and when the next
morning he put on a linen frock and a
large straw hat, and took down his sick
lie, thought him, if possible, more cap
tiyating than before. What comes
next? Why, he says he will be farm
er an independent happy farmer; and
dear parents, with your consent, your
daughter Louisa will be the mistress of
his farm, his house, and his heart Do
not get angry, dear mother, but come.
you and father, and see how happy we
are all here, and how good l know
you will approve of my choice, and bless
your atectiOnate daughter
LOUISA NJ. HENsHAw.
"Hal hat laughed Mr. Henshaw. "I
agree with you, wife; there is amuse-
ment in that letter I always said you
would get your reward for cutting
your good brother so unmercifully.-
Your cherished, only daughter, who
was to marry a titled foreigner at
least, will now become the younger
Mrs. Gray, a farmers wife.
"She shall notl indeed she shall mott
cried Mrs. Henshaw. 'Tt would kill
me outright" and she wept bitterly.
"But," persisted Mr.. Hcnshaw, "Lou-
isa will do as she pleasos She is her
own mistress, and our only child, and
I doubt not, will be a much happier,
more useful and respectablewoman with
Nephew Gray, than as the wife of the
first lord in England We will go
and see them married
ave will 60 and take our poor,
deluded child home" sobbed the lady.
''But you know" said the teasing
gentleman, "the doctor ordered her to
stay in the country six months. You
surely would not defy the doctor? Lou
lisa would certainly die if we should take
her away before the six months have
expired %
Mr. and Mrs Hcnshaw left town the
next day, and after a pleasant journey
came in sight Of the venerable mansion,
with its sheltering elms, noble orchards,
and extensive fields, in which the lady
was born, and where she bad sportod
away her childhood; but which she had
not seen since she was in her fourteenth
year. Now, as she looked upon it, many
a tender memory arose from every pleas
ant spot, and she wept from very ten
dorness and fond regret. Passing the
orchard, they saw a group Of lovely girls,
chatting and laughing as they gathered
the large, fair apples into baskets, which
a noble-looking young man carried and
empted into a wagon for use.
"Thore is our daughter and son-in-
law" said Mr.. Henshaw with assumed
gravity,