Saint Paul weekly Minnesotian., 1859-07-09
dence Of the st. Louis Republican.

The sultry Summer weather is at hand, il
indeed it is not already here. Where shall
we find cool nights and refreshing breezes 3!
Where can we recuperate our failing energies
and strengthen our muscular systems ?
Where, but Minnesota There, by the sill
very spray of the waterfall or the sparkling
of July and August be whiled away in a
land whose atmosphere is very luxury to
breathe; whose springs are purer than the
tount of Helicon; where all lassitude of mind
and body are unknown where the old feel
young again, and the young an elasticity of
spirit and joyousncss of soul they can eX-
perience in no other portion of this hemis-
phere. Indeed, doubt very much if even
Italia's classic land, the sunny realms of
Greece or even the palm clad isles of the Pa
cific, can inspire their visitors with such de-
lightful feelings as this land Of the sky-tinted
araters, where the Indian fires have not vet
died cut, and where the buffalo still feeds
on the rich grass Of its flower -gemmed prai-
ries.
Then its thousand and one lovely lakes, bright
and sparkling as the dew-drops that glisten on
the lily's cup How delightful to bathe in
their refreshing waters to dash the oar into
their mpid waves; to bring up the finny
prey from their azure depths; or to wander
along their pebbly shores, whispering in gen.
tie tones those tales that can be told but once
in lifetime Then to recline on their banks
in the balmy light of full-orbed moon while
listening to the soft notes of some distant
flute, or si.very voice, waited across the gilt
tering wavelets, as they ripple upon the sandy
beach and spread out their liquid luster be-
meath our feet Where can all this be en-
joyed so well and so completely as in Min
nesota
Away, then, from the desk and the counter;
away from the sufocating breath of this suit
ry cline
" Away from the dwellings of care worn men:
The waters are sparkling in grove and in glen;
Away from the chamber and sulien hearth;
The young leaves are dancing in breezy mirth !;
Their light stems thrill to the wildwood strains
Away, then, away, 70 my bright domain!"
What is this life worth if we don't have a
little enjoyment? l mean not the frivolous
pleasures of the ballroom, or the fashionable
soiree, much less others of still more degra-
ding kind-nut l mean an enjoyment of the
beauties of Nature.
''For Nature never did betrav
The heart that loved her; tits her privilege
dhfouSh all Tue years OF tnlS, our life, to lead
From Joy to joy; for she can so inform
The mind that is within US, so impress
With quetness and beauty, aud so feed
with lefty thoughts that neither evil tongues
bash Judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men
Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb
Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold
Is full of blessings"
10 Minnesota then with all possible speed
And yet not quite so fast either; for are there
not scenes of beauty rare to be enjoyed be-
fore we reach that Northern land? Indeed
there are the charms of the Upper Mississippi
have been sung again and again, but the theme
will be ever new; for | care not how often
the reader may voyage to st. Paul, he will
over discover new heaties and perceive un-
looked for effects which never met his ewes
before: But am not going here, although
sorely tempted to do SO, to speak of inumer-
able islands that gem the bosom of this lordly
river with beauty unutterable, nor the gor.
geous sunsets that are to be seen in their
perfection only in Northern land nor ever
to attempt the slightest description of the
bold and majestic Bluffs that lift to the blue
heavens their tall embattled fronts, courtine
alike the soft sunshine and the raging storm
"Those rocky summits-split and rent
From turret dome and battlement-
UT seem IdQLaSCcally set
With cupola and minaret;
Nor are those earth born castles hara,
Nor lack they many banner fair,
For from their shivered brows displayed
Far Ger tn unfathomable glade,
All twinklng with the drop sheen,
The briar rose falls in streamers green,
And creeping shrubs of thousand dies
Wave in the West-wind's summer sighs"
There, dear reader, don't scold me. Iwon'
give you another line of poetry-indeed won
but will descend at once to the very PLANES
kind of prose.
will observe, in conclusion, then, that tn
means of reaching Minnesota arc of mos
agreeable kind, namely: by the fine packet
of the Northern Line, which leave st. Louis
I believe, every evening, except on Sundays
And when the stranger arrives in St. Paul o
St. Anthony, he will find the very best of &C
commodations at the excellent hotels which ar
to be found in both cities; while, should h
wish to extend his wanderings even to the Re,
River of the North, he will find good stage
(semi-weekly, if 1 am not mistaken) whicl
will take him through most interesting coun
try, to that far-famed river, which by thi
time two steamboats, are actually navigating
and, in short, he will follow the route descrih