The Highland weekly news. [volume] (Hillsborough [Hillsboro], Highland County, Ohio) 1853-1886, 1861-05-30
&armrr's department.
Letter from GA Farmers Daughter
sLrEpY HOLLOW, oBLINco.


BILE amused at the wise and telling dis
QUESTIONS of"Unclo Bon" "Aunt Siss,"
"Flora, and "a Farmers Wife, and I |
thought perhaps a little mite, from "a
Farmers Daughter" might be received
with some degree Of interest, by my sis.
ter Daughters and Wives, of the domes-
tic circle;-and as "Jennio" thinks
your contributors had better talk of
something else besides each other all the
time; and being an unlimited guest
among them, (save one invitation) and
a subscriber to the doctrine of Watts,
that It's better to talk of things, than
persons" thought would branch out
ION my own hook"
But perhaps my thoughts may run
in somewhat a different channel from
those of my Getty Sisters" who have
never welded the domestic wand; whose
pallid cheeks never blush with the rose
tint of health, from the free circulation
of blood from healthy domestic exercise,
but who supply this defect caused by
the violation of the laws of Nature by
daubing on the poisonous rouge. We
country girls, (if we act as our common
sense teaches us) don't have any use
for paints, except with brushes on can
vas or glass, painting landscapes, with a
"dear EHle cottage" nostling down
amid q wealth of foliage and flowers, or
heart touching scenes Of rural felicity,
or intellect and poverty, or grand old
castles with their ivy-grown columns
and fountains and waterfalls; or some
thing, to touch the mind and heart, to
beautify our homes, refining and puri-
flying usj-but kind Nature supplies
oar taces with the needed colors.
Give me home in the country, amid
Natures brilliant scenes, where the ever
changing panorama gives US enough
amusement of the most perfect kind, to
entertain US, without this killing
practice of late hours at night, spend
ing the money which had better be ap-
propriated to better purposes, in artiG-
cial pleasures, which can never satisfy
the souls deep longing after happiness.
have a home amid Natures wild.
woods, with hills, and dales, and Crag-
gy sleeps around; over which the ever
greens hang in rich profusion, and
sweet wild-fowers peep forth from their
peaceful abode, spreading their healthy
fragrance around. 1t may be, that tbs
because the scenery around my child
hoods home here in "Sleepy Hollow, is
so varied, beautiful and romantic;-every
nook and corner, and cliff and cedar
and shrub, and pond, where the lilies
grow, among which the musicians of the
night nestle and sing their varied
songs, are as familiar to me as the faces
Of my brothers and sisters-that my
heart is so welded to Nature; but it
seems to me that heart must be desti-
tute indeed, which cannot appreciate
her beauties.
I am not a l0Je, but if I was, me-
thinks I must love my husband to dis.
traction--he would have to be the very
model of perfection, on which my eyes
could ever gaze, and never weary, a man
who could Gil up every nook and cor
ner of my heart, leaving no recess in
which to arise my present longings for
the wildwood solitudes, but all filed
with him. the Apollo statue Of my soul;
If he, even he, could long keep me
penned up in the noisy, bustling City
A truce to these fancios of a cold, formal
City lifel D who, with a warm, impul.
sive heart, could live long away from
everything which is true in Nature?
As before said am not a Difs, but
Notwithstanding, 1 think some of the
wives and mothers of our now uuhap.
py Republic (ezuse me, I am not a dis,
unionist,) would do we'll to take advice
from as, or some other Farmer.
Daughter" who realizes the blessings
of plenty of that wholesome element
which God in his wisdom has so pro,
fusely scattered around us,-and moi
longer keep the little pallid faces en-,
trusted to their care, penned up in stove
heated rooms, with just enough air to
breathe to keep their little souls and
bodies together, yet every breath filling
their lungs with poison, breathed ovel
and over again; but Let them out in th,
fresh air God intended for them, LEI
them romp and frolic till tired Nature
seeks repose; strengthening their mus
oles and invigOrating their whole frame
and not start in dismay and horror, if
the blessed breath of heaven should
chance to fall upon that pale, deathly