Daily Iowa State Democrat. [volume] (Davenport, Iowa) 1856-1859, 1857-12-15
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And his spirits in view.
During my stay in Western New
York, spent two weeks in Auburn, a
place to 60 and be good in. The still
ness of each morning breaks upon one
like the Sabbath. The houses are girded
by beautiful shade trees in the midst
Of gardens and well kept grounds
The elm, that model Of grace and
beauty, is profusely scattered; one
might sit by the hour and gaze upon
them as on a picture. l listened with
much pleasure to the Rev. DR.. H., of
the Second Presbyterian church.
1t was at the close of a fine day we
went out to visit the Cemetery. We
found ourselves among noble avenues
Of oaks and elms, whose size bespoke
the growth of centuries the wind
sighed mournfully through their
branches, and as we gazed upon the
ground where affection is so beautifully
Inscribed in marble, in dying We are
not forgotten. The grounds overlook
the city and much Of the surrounding
country. Flowers, pale with growing
in the shade, add beauty to the scene
and fragrance to the air. Night with
all its accompaniment of beauty and
lovclincss, was throwing its mantle
over us ere we departed from that
beautiful hill.
Two days of pleasant travel brought
us to the pleasant village Of Cochccton,
on the New York and Erie road, and
anil the grateful rec, ! ections of the
past. would not omit . passing trib-
ute to the kindness and gentlemany
courtesy of the Conductor of the Ex-
press train, in stopping the cars at this
place, for our convenience. Cocbecton
is situated in the valley of the Dele
ware the sweetly flowing stream Of
the river-thc rich verdure of the
mcadows-thc forest hill-sidcs rising
all around, together with the profound
silence Of the place, made it more true
to nature than any we have seen.
The next day we mounted the stage
coach for days ride The heavens
were beautifnl-the earth was beauti-
ful-buoyant and happy seemed each
spirit, indeed, I'VE were in harmony
with every thing; the passengers, the
mountain scenery, the rude road, the
sweet fields of buckwheat in the rich
valleys, all seemed to hcighteen our
JOY. At nine in the evening we sit
down in the village of Monticello
This is indeed little gem of a town
for retired country residence. Here
is the place for one to converse with
Nature. One comes with relish to all
those enjoyments with nature has pro-
vided-tastes all the pleasures of crea-
ton, which are so freely bestowed, and
does not feel the full weight of those
accidental evils which may befall him.
| spent four weeks in this delightful
village, rusticating among the hills,
sailing on the lake, and now and then
surprising our friends with VISIT
Then soon again VIC we're seated in the
carr, bound via New York, to nv ma
tive village of s..
1t is dificult to con ceive how tho
"reminiscences of home rush back upon
the heart during absence, as one feels
that in few hours they may tread
those loved haunts again. With such
recolections and anticipations, a. one
and another familiar object appeared
in veiw, my heart bounded and ieaped
with delight. Just as the shades Of
ght were falling, we came opon our
own native village.
Thanks to our Heavenly Fathers
guardian care and love, which We have
SO largely experienced during an alb
sence Of nearly FIVE months, and in per-
hitting us to return to our home with
out accident to remember; feeling assur-
ed / shall ever regard my visit to the
far West as green spot-a bright
oasis in the divcrsitics Of life.
PAULINE.
Stamford. Ct. Oct. 90. 1877