Daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1859-1865, 1859-11-25
Correspondence of tho Intelligoncor.l
BURLINGTON, Iowa, Nov. 10, 1856

DGHLlNGTON, IOWA, NOV. ~, 1859.
MeSsrs. Editors THE day left our citv
of Wheeling, was one of those beautiful
and interesting days that are so rife with
loycltness and poetry, that beg your in
diligence, in the mention of subject that
comes within the observation of all man
kind; but do they all really appreciate the
soft, warm air, the gentle breeze, and the
fresh, translucent sunshine that charac-
tcriZe our Indian Summcr 2" We often
hear persons remark, us they hurry along to
their avOcatiOns, "This is n beautiful d1y,"
without further considering the whole vol
ume of beauty there is in the beautiful
day. Upon such day the children play
with a happier smile upon their counte-
nances, rs though no cloud could ever cast
shadow upon their spiritual skv-thc
birds pour forth q sweeter note-thc brook
SparkleS with brighter hue-thc clouds
doat with an easier grace-in short, all nu-
tHrc seems to wear Il halo of happiness as
Il mantle; how much there is then in a
beautiful day! And the heart of man
should ever initiate the more inferior
grades of life, and he ever ready to pour
forth his alteration to the power that
throws over and around his pathway the
beautiful day. have often wondered if
the savage, that bows in humble alteration
to the sun, felt the full glow of its beams
and yet ! cannot chidc him for selecting
that glorious orb as an object of worship,
when he diSpenseS SO much happiness to
the whole world of families beneath him.
Making his hnbitation among the gods. he
yet makes his bed in the delicate cup of
the lily-hc mingles his voice with the
music Of the "rolling spheres" yet echoes
the murmurings OF the hillside brook-hc
covers the face of the moon with the bright
ness of his glory, yet warns the shivering
limbs of the waysidc bcggar-hc melts the
mountains of polar ice into an avalanche,
yet raises the sickly plant to life and vicor
he drives the darkness from the brow of
morning, and adorns it with the glory of
his beams. Yea, even cold Boreas" must
flee from his spring-tinle coming, and hide
behind the icy bars of his Northern dun
geon; and, though 1 was flying as with n
thing of life" yet could catch glimpse
of his mellow tints upon the brown leaf of
the forest, as | passed along, and wished
for an opportunity to mingle my voice
with the singing leaf and cch0ing air, that
seemed so full of happiness and reverence.
Joy seemed to light up the habitations of
man upon this beautiful day. and all ma
ture dreaming away a life within tho en-
closure Of an Eden.
At Alliance I was obliged to lay over,
having missed the connection. and while
sitting wishing for something 'sto turn
mp" was suddenly startled with the in
formation of "tcR thousand dollars re,rGr7,"
and the voice seemed as if meandcring it's
way ont from the depths of despair Ny
imagination was at once concentrated up
on something gtcrriblc-perhaps Brownhad
escaped the Vigilance Committee of old
Richmond, and was again holding hundreds
IN confinement; OF an insurrecti0n on the
frontiers of Kentucky, and handful of
me" had the 'chole STATE by the ears; and
that one man had escaped, and this was
The reward-or perhaps still worse, but us
reached the door