St. Charles City Republican intelligencer. [volume] (St. Charles City [Charles City], Iowa) 1857-1861, 1859-05-12
Spring..

As the morning, IN tenderness TO
our eyes, opens gradually upon on
vision, thus enabling the sight to gair
strength, so does Spring steal upol
us with soft approaches, just al
we are able to bear the change. The
Spring glides among us by soft gra
dations, providing defences agains
its increasing brightness in the uni
versal green of the earth, and in the
dark blue curtain of the heavens, the
two particular colors most agreeable
to the eye
In the selection of a climate in
which to spend ones days, some lay
stress on the mildness of the winter,
others on the cooling breezes of sum-
mer. For ourselves we would live in
climate similar to that of Iowa. The
heats Of summer are not long nor Sc
we're, and there is just about enough
in the biting frosts of winter to brace
up the muscles to fight an equal bat
tie with the heated atmosphere which
the dog star will by and by bring in
his train. And then the long spring,
that beautiful quarter of the year
when the Pleiadcs rain down their
sweet influences, and have done so ev-
er since the days of Job, as well as
ages before nowhere else, either at
the north or south of us, does this de-
licious spring so linger and daily with
the sleeping bud and flower, soliciting
them every morning to arouse and
show themselves, till finally it sue
ceeds, and the world becomes flower
| garden. Is bud or flower ever so
fresh or captivating as in the early
spring, when cloud and sunshine dis
pute the honor of its development, and
one cannot tell at any hour what sort
of weather another may bring forth
We must, in candor, however, ac-
knowledge that this pretty Spring is
also capricious beauty, sometimes
captivating us by her bewitching
smiles, and whenever these will not
answer, subduing us with tears. Al
ternate smiles and tears in fact make
up the character of Spring, and some.
times she-wc insist on her feminali.
ty, against the authority of the an,
cients-shows her pretty teeth OF
snow even amid her smiles. Her ca.
price, as has been limited, proves her
sex, and her carcsses are never so ia,
tai as when by her endearments she
has warmed her victims into love and
confidence, and then reveals those
glittcring teeth of hers, which impart
death in her kisses.
The sweetest of sounds, too, are
heard in the vernal season-the dis
tant ripping and splash of brooks and
waterfalls, the low notes of the war
blers and song-birds practising for the
full public concert to be given in June.
Soon, and during weeks and weeks to
come, they will be building their dom.
iciles in the crotches of leafy bran
ches, in the hollows of trees, in the
high lands, in the low lands, and
meadows near the humble bees honey
bottle If the boys shall NEEDLE with
them in summer, when the yellow
jackets are filling them with nectar,
we hope they will fee! the smarting
stings of their owners.
Nor are birds the only builders at
this genial season. Every man who
has money in his pocket feels it turn.
ing over and rafting there from an
impaticnce to buy building lot and
erect palace or shanty on it. If
nothing more can be attempted, the
owner OF home already built demol-
ishes his rooms or fences, and renews
them in fresher forms, either better or
worse than the old, it is not much
matter which. In this birds are wiser
than their fellow bipeds, for they new
er construct homes they do not want
to occupy, and rarely build for postcr.
ty, which is sure of course to alter if
not to destroy what its ancestors have
done with infinite labor and much
complacent satisfaction. There must
surely be some rare stimulus in the air.
or kind of sap in their own bodies,
which can goad on men and birds to
such architectural enterprise. Vege-
table life catches the enthusiasm and
expands into thousands of new forms
of beauty and utility.