The Potter journal. [volume] (Coudersport, Pa.) 1857-1872, 1858-11-04
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net COW lows, about the grounds of my
eoantry-seat.
VIII you see the gardens--the terraces
the fountains?
They are close by. The finest flower,
grow in the wood yonder. The hardest
and most level terrace is in the pasture
beyond the four bars. Lawn and lake are
combined in the cleaning waters Of the
bay, and my yacht is a cat large enough
for two.
| Cid, who is member of our Club in
full standing, but who, l think, has some
of the true blue blood in his heart,
evidently had hopes of something like the
Alhambra; when, suddenly, the President
jumped over the fence, and opened the
little wooden gate for Us to enter. We
tramped through the long grass under {
venerable old cherry tree, H. wagon
house, in front Of which was no wagon !;
aud at the end of the piazza OF little
tumble-down cottage stood the mother Of
a swarm of children that came rolling and
bounding over the grass to meet their papa
and his friends
"ThiS is my coNRtry.seat, gentlemen"
said the President, as he waved his hand
over the fields. "I pay three dollars and
a half rent every month I do my farming
in Fulton Market. | buy my segars of
Mr.. Sparrowgrass, and never pay less than
the price. The taint of Keailworth is uu-
known here The cloud that hangs over
Locksley Hall is dissolved into a rainbow
in our sky. Gentlemeo, the pears and
melons are ca the table Walk in -
At special meeting of the Club, held
on the piazza in the evening" will say
of the Democratic Club, although there
are several celebrated Democrats who are
not members-it has been unanimously
decided, and now stands upon the record,
that certain pleasures can be said to be
fully and fairly enjoyed only in Com
n'onacealth, or a state of society in which
feudalism is utterl y abolished.
There was, indeed, one member who
pished, and sputtered, and said Pooh,
pooh, don't be impracticable. You've got
to take the world as you find it. Shall |
not do what | will with mine own ?"
The President Of the Club instantly re-
piled, with sweetness that has secured
his reelection: " Perhaps SO; if you can
find out what your own i"
We all returned to town next day but
one. The intervening day was devoted
to an excursion in the yacht, on which oc-
casion | was twice put ashore to recover
the tone of my stomach. | was perhaps
not 50 happy as some OF the others.
But still, as | walked alone upon the
beach, and looked over the bright dancing
water, l wondered how much truth there
might be in what the President had said.
If the spirit of feudalism is so subtle, and
can SO deeply taint the
Castle-walls
And snowy SUBMITS old in story"
is it quite washed out by the salt sea that
rolls between US and old history, SO that
no possession of ours is liable to be faint
ed by it ? Is it necessary to suppose that
every friend Of man who talks with needy
nife-grinder must be a hvpocrite and
charatan? 1t was Canning who wrote
the coalical sapphirs-but was Canning's
England such heaven that ne could af-
ford TO write such verses Docs not the
whole course Of history show that the one
thing wanting has been practice of the
principlco ofour Club --"Eyeryman' sgyvd's-
everyotherman 2"
II you think SO, why not join?