The River Falls journal. (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1857-1861, 1858-03-10
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t3g tits said, that if one with whom 'the
daughters of music are broug low walk
upon the sounding shore, and amid the
| thunder of ocean, heican hear those softer
sounds that elsewhere pass him on muf-
fled wing, inaudible in silence. The I'M
strung nerve of hearing grows tense and
quick again, and his soul is filed with the
sweet melodies that had been to him as
though they were not. And who knows
but it is so in the turbulent and red ocean
of battle {? .GWho can say that amid the
double bass of gun and drum, the IN
heard beats of hearts may not all at once
be audible and musical; that many chain
of love has not been linked and strength
ened by fingers crimsoned with the red
ebb of life itself? Hence, perhaps, we
behold the phenomena of men who have
closed up the deadly breach within the
hour, waftinghome the gentlest words that
lover ever used - words natiye-born to
peace and happy firesides, that seem like
tempest driven doves, Fastening affnghted
home. Such passages Of simple and
faultless eloquence intersperse the daily
records of men. to whom the very mean
ing of the word was unknown. Such
flowers of most delicate beauty bloom in
the clefts of the gray and pulseless rock.
MAKING books has now become trade !;
it is gone about like one setting forth to a
days work, and the title is usually select
ed at the outset. even as saDguine people
name children before they are born. And
there's great deal in christening. Allit-
Grafton is q wonderfully aid to fame
Fanny Fern grew into the Il uttermost
greenness Of popular favor, when. Jerusha
Higginbotham would have subsidized at
once into oblivion. Belle Billow'' writes
poetry and succeeds, when Samantha
Stokes can only see Parnassus afar off.
CHARITY and reform are alike in one
particular, viz: the place Of beginning.
GARNIsH the fairest American land
scape that ever lay out under the rains of
Heaven, with sunlight and green; en-boss
it with hills as graceful as the bosom of
Mercy; sprinkle it with groves, every one
of which might make an Academus, and
willow a stream to wind through the
scene, and - now comes the climax = if
there is not a coac in it, the thing. is a
failure; COW away there in the green
pasture; standing in that still place in the
stream; under the shade of that tree !;
just coming out of the wood lowing their
way home at evening in long defle -
make a country picture without the
milky mothers of the herd if you can.
From the first meridian of Childhood
we sail due west-the most of us keeping
within the same parallels, until the purple
hills of long ago are in sight again.
And because it is SO, we. regard with
melancholy interest the man whose locks
are gray, and who begins to number and
recall the treasures of childhood, for we
fancy he is nearing thepoint Of beginning
that the circle of life is almost swept
that with the sort Of second sight which
age confers, he can see more clearly into
the past than we. It gives us solemn
feeling = that searching look Of cd eyes
into the dim past. It is like disturbing
the graves of them that sleep. Il Il
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That daring to fix bayonets against the
Lightning, and to impale ii like butter
fly thereon, till it futters harmlessly tc
the dust, positively extinguished like q
farthing candle-put out in the dull earth
seems to us the most wonderful of the
achievements of men. at"t 'j
It is as if one should catch bomb shell
warm from the incubation of Death
glowing from the Malakof, upon the bare
point of a bodkin, and somehowIit shoulc
fall as harmless as the blue shell of the
unhedged robin, broken at his feet
ONE cannot help thinking well of The
people who train q vine beside the door
even if it be nothing but Hop; and j
he can find that one to whom he never
accredited the. possession of the faintes
pulsation Of a heart, cheris hes a littl'
/ flower in some corner of his tangled gar
den, even if it be nothing but poor old
fashioned poppy, that man rises in his es
timation, and he believes there is we
some good, some love of beauty alive il
him. 7r a44 ,gss;al..1 &.
A girl-a fashionable girl-has got Il
be an artificial production, when nobody
we firmly believe can make the genuine
article, but He who made Eve and th'
angels. 5als