Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1859-06-25

lence, VINO IS patient, geutle, gnlleless, con-
tented--and yet, with two exceptions, no
saint can be found 10y us, at least) with a
COW. These two saints are, st. Ello and
st. Perpetual The second has wild COWS
by her side, and the first has cows with
oxen about her Let darymen pay respect
to the shadowy memory Of St. Ello and St.
Perpetua.
If we were to speak of the musical voice
of a COW people would laugh. But the
sound will depend upon circumstances. -
Let a man be lost in the woods, and suffer
the terrible excitement which comes with
the first flash of conviction that he is lost !;
let him dash wildly forth, after an hours
running and boarse hallooing, fiud that he
has only swept a circle and come back to
the very place he started from let him,
toward the going down of the sun, weary,
famished, yet wandering, hear the low of
cows not far off No trumpet was ever
so sweet on the march, and no lutte ever
charmed lover with more delight than
this uplifted sound of COW to wood sick
man. And when, rnnnng to the sound, he
comes out near some farmhouse, if tears
gush, aud he would fain even throw his
arms around tie neck of homely old brin-
die, let no one laugh or deride. Go and
try the experiment, and see if you would
not do it yourself Besides, the face Of
cow IS handsome 1t is the only thing a.
bout her that is beautiful, except by asso-
citation
But we need not go to all the trouble of
being lost to reach the conclusion that
cow has a musical voice Sitting on
summer evening on the sward, under the
high pendant elms, only enough conscious
of being in the body to receive through it
the most ineffabe sense Of the beauty of
sights and sounds, and then, while birds are
carrying the alto, and bees are making
tenor, let the long and repeated low OF cows
coming home, and longing for their calves,
rise as bass, and tell me whether a COW
has not musical voice
If one is of a devOut turn, and would
like some Scriptural associations, we can
almost give him some. For, although oxen
it was that were about the manager, ac-
cording to all pictures, yet cows are the
mothers of oxen. We read, too, in Scrip
ture of "the pure milk of the Word y and
the qualifying adjective would seem to i'm
ply that teachers in those days initiated
the milkmen Of ours, and gave diluted ar
ticle. From this great company Of patient
creatures, let US mention few more emf
nent, such as St. Alderney, st. Ayrshire,
st. Durham, and st. Homebreed. These
are the most illuStrious of milk-saints.-
But goodness is not confined to any OF
these denominations. There are capacious
udders, patieat dispositions, mild-eyed
mothers, home-loving and pasture-browsing
saints, without name and fame, in every
neighborhood
And now, do you ask, wondering reader
what all this preludes ? just this that
we are a three-cow gntlemanfarmer !
Again, we know what is the real taste o
milk. We have once more, before we die,
seen cream Twenty-six pans of m iik
were skinned this very morning and
now, if you were riding past, you should
see twenty-six inverted pans on the fence,
in the sun, shining like silver, and sweeten-
ing themselves all day, in the air and sun
shine, for the nights milk | Even the
pigs fare better here than citizens do in n.
York. For although we take off the cream,
we never think of giving them anything
weaker than skim-milk -four pigs, that
once were longer than broad, but which
are rapidly growing to the shape of mar
BILE
And now, having given this introduction,
it may be expected that we shall go on to
make some sound practical remarks about
feeding, milking, making cheese and butter.
And so we couldif we chose to. And so we
will, perhaps, by-and-by But now, we shall
close by holding up the COW to all persons
as model Of diSintereSted beneVOlence not
only, but as an instance of its reward. For
though the hOmeliest creature on the farm,
such is the effect upon the Imagination of
real goodness that at length by association
men come to think COW handsome And
thus it will be with all Of us plain, common,
and homely people Let us do well until
our neighbors see our characters rather
than our faces and then, though born
without beauty, we shall die handsome.
The looking-glass may say what it pleases.
The heart of friends is the mirror of good
men. And in that glass we shall be beau
tiful enough, if we are good enough
The ORIENTAL TooTH PAsTE.-What person
is there who does not admire, and greatly de.
SIRE beautiful peary teeth, and the preserva-
ton of the same
Dear reader, stand before your mirror, and ex-