Litchfield enquirer., 1860-10-25

} frestOn Ill the boat, and returned at sun l set, while the waters of the lake were all il crimson glow, and the hill-sides brightenet , with the soft light. When they spied me sit
 ting under trees, on the rocks at the shore
 waiting for them, they burst out into singing Happy greeting, happy greeting," ane ) held up handful of letters, that being mail day.
 We have been over the hills to Kent } Falls, had view of the Housatonic valley
 and river, and the Berkshire range. At tht
 Falls, little river takes two leaps of about
 fifty feet, into deep pools, from between lof
 ty crags they have wild beauty all theil
 own, and we'll repay the explorer | We spent some hours at Steep Rock ir the town of Washington. The little river Shepaug makes a loop ill it's course, at this spot, aId above it rises precipice four hun dred feet. We drove through fields until We came quite suddenly upon it. It was fearful to look down from such giddy height, and quite as much so to see the young people venture on its sloping brink
 The view is shut ill by hills, and is very ru- ral !; the murnlur of the clear river over it's pebbly bed, we could hear distinctly. The day ended by lunch spread on the grass under the trees, to which our young gentle man friends had contributed some hot roast- ed corn. After tue lunch, while all were 1 standing ready to depart. some of tue com pany gave us some sweet songs and hymns. We have visited the Tower, strong frame structure built on the highest point in Warren. Tlle view is very extensive. We Saw the CatskIlls, Long Island Sound, Berkshire and Green Mountains We saw the town of Litchfed lying 50 pleasantly among the hills.
 Last week we took view from the Piu nacle Rock, on the hill at the east eud of the Lake. We went across in the boat, and leaving it at the landiug-pace at New Preston, climbed the hill, through the woods now gay with their Autumn foliage It was clear bright day, and the view was truly beautiful. Tine lake lay below us in all it's windings of five miles, fringed by the many red-tinted trees and shrubs, and on the otli- CT side were the towns of Warren and Washington, and their cultivated farms and comfortable homesteads, lying on the hill sides in peace and plenty. l could not but Say with Cowper,
 Happy he, that looks upon the varied face of
 nature,
 And calls the landscape all his own.
 His are the mountains, aud the valleys his,
 And the resplendent rivers.
 His, with proprety which none can feel
 But who, with tilial piety inspired,
 Gan lift an unpresumptuous eye to Heaven,
 And smiling say, my Father made them all. "
 Our young sportsman, A., has been very successful and persevering. He often spends d day among the hills, taking tramps of twelve miles, and squirrels, pigeons and ducks find their way to our plentiful table. This is the season when gu's, looms, and otller waterfowl come down from the North to our lakes Some of us heard for the first tiuie the cry of q loon this morning, and know now what is meant, when one is said to "halloo like loon." A. was in pursuit of one with the boat to-day we saw him get very near, when it would dive, and come up q half mile off.
 What peaceful, holy Sabbaths we have spent here these blessed New England Sabbaths when every one who can, goes up to Gods house to worship Him. For two months, every Sunday has been clear and pleasant, so that we have rode to the church at Warren in an open wagon. The services there have been very interesting, and during the hour of intermi>sion, it was pleasant to see the old and the young at the Sabbath School, studying Gods Word. The day brings a happy reunion to all, and they look forward to it with pleasure.
 We have fingered among the hills, 10th to leave cur kind, hospitable host and family, and all the rural pleasures of the country but fishing, and rowing, and rambling in the woods after lichens and tinted leaves, and by the brook-sides to gather the beautiful blue frnged gentian that with
 It's sweet, quiet eye,
 Looks through its friuges to the sky" all must have an end and school for the young people, aud lfe's school of duties for the older ones, call us back to the pent-np city. Let us hope to come again, when the birds return, and take another look at War ren, and explore farther into the recesses oi the hills. Yours, G.