The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1858-09-18
The Season.

10 IL autumn BY calendar Il is by ca
loric, 10 is aummer, The weather, We Judge
must have adopted the "contnuous rail" 80
that when its train passed the joint that sep
arates the seasons, the transit was not felt
Day after day the sun swings over us softly,
balmily, chnrmingly like Poe's marvellous
censer,
.-."s~ahg by angels whose faint footballs
linkle ON the tufed floor"
After all, II one will walk abroad IN the
fields and gardens, the devastating influences
6f autumn win be quite apparent The corn,
though risen 10 the rank Of kernel, with
hhundant feathers In is cap, and a silk hand
kerchiof sticking out Of iis breeohes pocket,
il entirely out Of milk, and affords meanr
choly instance Of the association II poverty
with titled honors and outside show. The
"fruit Of the vine" which crawls nt the foot
Of the eurn-sycophant that IL is--subsists
entirely on hsh, and has nothing within Il
but pumpkin seeds 70 the POTATOES which US
ed neither 10 toll nor spin,-whch nestled
pleasantly among the hills with eyes grown
pink with lazy slumbCr,-now groyel 10 the
dust as mercers, and cartcra, aud row-hands,
though not a great deal of rowen has been
done yet There Is rot at the end Of carrot ;
the parsnips are snipt and the turnips are
nipt at the examinations the melons have a
melon collie influence upon all who eat them ;
and We are made sad on every side by re-
minders that the glory Of the year is past
"Sick Transit ~ must hc our exclamation nE
We think Of the past and survey the future.
After all, 10 n mind like our own, which is
accustomed 10 contemplate most the bright
side of things, there arise pleasant visions Of
the future To say nothing Of the Horse
Show and the low price of coal, II is not un-
pleasant 10 look forward to the bath of brac.
ing autumn air, the white frosts of bright
crisp mornings, the pomp of the autumn
woods. the homcwnrd tending cattle, the
gathering Of ruddy fruits, the husking Of the
golden corn, the small thunder of loads of
potatoes as they arc tipped into the cellar
window the brisk metallic click Of cold boot
heels on tho sidewalk, and the rosy checks
of pretty maidCns-cherks made rosy by cool
think of II, what pretty thing u wonian's
check is, when il is in good condition! Oh
peaches, roses sunset, aurora borcalis, aud
the conAogration Of Moscow
But 20 return TO our muttons. We are
not sorry that autumn has come again. The
Good Being who takes care of Us knows Just
how much Of season We can stand without
getting tired of it. and has divided up the
year in the very best way. We always did
love autumn, from its astcrs 10 It's snow
flakes from it's cricket songs TO the sweep OF
It's closing storms. The gently graded de
cline by which we descend from the fcrvors
Of summer to the rigors Of winter is golden
stairway, where we love to lingcr and sing
The season is part Of that great piece oi ma
chncry 10y which Natures God continues 10
feed ard clothc us, and to furnish that sue
ccssion of impres ions and experience ncscs.
sary 10 the henthful, harmonious and pros
rtff'a@ Rtww sts.s .srs~ ss's aeni. 80" HFR "N So
tumn live for-threc months !-SjEin3fdd
RcpUliicm.