New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1857-06-09

all that we cay, though we should go out every
week for day in the country, and every week read
them lecture, they vii still continue 10 live in the
same way; still for crops plant and rye, and,
instead Of the best and most abundant crops of sl
sorts Of fruit still content II emseves with the produc
,icn O: the cd orchard-arpes FIVE to the pint, and
hard. sour and bitter al that still i've many still
3D. ii the little old wood colored peaked rooted, messy
single bouses, that modering ancestor built for
them "before the Revolution
Now ard then there is ar innovation Here is one.
Here we will stop and climb that hill and look down
upon spot we remember one of the blacklist mrey
svamps along the road-growing alder, bog grass,
bulfrogs, musketos and malaria. What change
A deep, broad ditch runs through the center, with
numerous tile drains drawing off the water from ore
side which has been bought by an nprover; and
there the OK and horse are stirring up this rch
loose friahe best of soils for field crop Of carrots.
There too, where alders were dug up, and tussocks
cut OF and burned and frogs and water-snakes dis
turbed in their time -hOnored homes-there now is
growing field OF rich clover just opening its sweet
blossoms to scent the air Of the worthless swamp.
All around, the shsle and clay upland has been
darkened in color and made productive by deep pow
ing and mixing in the peat Of the swamp, reduced to
pulveruent condition By salt and lime.
Here is garden, and there young orchard and
plas Of small fruits; and up the hillside, nestled in
among the rocks and oaks and hernlocks. where the
hickory nuts and chenuts roll down by the doorstep
there is little white cotage-a Summer home for it,
City owner-the father Of that little girl who has
Gene cut for day in the country
Father here comes Jacko. Amt he glad
Wasn't he glad-the great black Newfoundland dog,
that came tumbling down the hill to welcome the Wis
itors to his paradise.
A few steps beyond the cottage, a mountain brook
in its eternal course has cut channel deep down into
the rocks where goes singing its uuceasiug song of
We passing away,
Passing away
down TO the grave of all mountain-brooks, in the sea.
There is q sermon in this song.
Across the gorge of this rocky channel the pro-
piietor has built dam, which pours a pleas
ant cascade, and fron the pond that now flows
up to the evergreen banks, pipes lead down
to the house and garden, supplying in luxurious
abundance that most indispensable element of life
in man. or beast, or vegetation. What lovely spot
1t is worth day in the country to come here and sit
in the hemlock shade upon the bank Of this brook and
think-thnk Of passing away.
Man aud his works all pass away. Even these
rocky hills, everlasting as they may be called, are
passing away.
SO the brook sings on its everlasting song, wearing
little here and little there aided by the trosts OF
Winter il cuts this deep channel through the rocks and
turns the debris into earth for man to pillow and plant
and grow that which sustaineth vegetable and animal
life
Now we leave the brook, and, winding onward along
the cartway up the hill, beneath the overhanging
branches of noble old oaks come TO a spot where the
woikmen are busily engaged in carrying up the walls
of building indispensable upon all northern farms
the barn. Il s the great store-house of all crops and
Winter shelter of oil domestic animals; and its sterco
rary is the great reservoir of fertility for future pro-
ducts It is the most needed, yet most neglected. nm
proyement upon all farms. Here it will be perfect,
because the barn is to be model, built as much for
that object and to benefit others as the owner Its
walls are made Of the loose, broken stones that TIE
pow turns to the surface of all shapes and sizes, be-
low a few pounds weight These are thoroughly
mixed with lime mortar, in mold set upon the wall,
and a. the harden, the mold is lifted and more
material added, 80 that the walls, with the exception
of the lime, are formed Of the most worthless mater
ais on the place such not fit for the coarse
purposes of making a stone fence. And when done,
and chespy done they may be, the walls are stronger
than ordinary mason-work Of brick or stone.
This barn is not model alone account of its
construction of unusual materials just such as we have
an abundance of in our island foundation of micace-
Gus granite and trap rock, which We might use in the
same way but for the despotism of builders but IS
model in FORM so far it differs from the old style
and fixed form OF all or nearly all heretofore built IN
the county.
This one is of three stories, all dppr9achable by
level roadway; the upper one to the great hay'lot
from which the hay descends to the eedlngfoor be-
low and from that the manure drops to It's storehouse
in the half cellar, adjoining which Is the place tor
roots and still lower down in cementtight vault,
dug out of the foundas rock is tank for all that is
LIQUID flowing from the stables above. Fer ventlh'
ton opening. in the walls conduct to pipes, formed as
they arc built from foundation TO ridge. For light
handsome gothic windows with sash and glass orha-
ment every room. 1t is on the whole, IN s appear
ance more feuda castle than barn. But barn II
is and will be ages hence; for Is not Tor DAY, Dut
for all tme-Ong -enduring time. Stllthe brook VIII
-ng It's neyer-cnding song, and, solid as these walls
NAV be- that song its words will ever say, passing
away, passing away.
So passed cur day in the country, rambling over the
hills and through the grassy pastures, cuins oranch
here and wild flower there, looking at the corn just
far enough out of ground 10 mark the rows, still won
derrg why men will upon these hills plant corn; then
getting lost in revere as we watched the seahKe
fluctuations Of the waving fields of rye in THEN pale
blue color, not yet tinted with gold, that gives it
greater beauty thar its tints Of early June
With what delight the little girl enjoyed her day,
ever accompanied by the great dog, who plunged into
every stream and then came and rolled at her feet, as
much as to say: See what have done-see what
could Go for you if you should slip over any OF these
banks into the water. You only have TO cling to my
long lair and out sou would come again. And see