The south-western. [volume] (Shreveport, La.) 1852-1870, 1862-05-07

escaping this censure there many il another State
south Of the Potomac, who testify to natural
buoyant happy, disposition and there more,
who wonder that the traces are left when
much has transpred annihilae it, and yet to the
autumn has ever been the best beloved u the foar
seasons that count all years Of pleasure sorrow
Spring is looked forward to with JOY BY all-for
there must be some adamantne chain around the heart
(Which but the victim understands that does not
bound with delight and thrill with pleasure, as the
green grass springs beneath feet and the bursting
buds greet eye IT'S the harbinger Of joy andthe
emblem of innocence, and we look upon nature as
folding her bright leaf Of buds, dew ana flowers back
back upon the page Of frost wind and snow. The
mind like the insect is aroused trom>its torpor to re-
ioicc and sport III the light Of beauteous animation
mounts from this thradom, and reycls in the delights
around it. Nature is joyful and our hearts catch the
reflection THERE'S not the frigiduyof winter in the
corporal SYSTEM nor the relaxing influence of SUN
mer and stricken indeed must be tile heart that does
not gaze with rapture upon the opening bud and ex-
banded blosson-upon the green tree and climbing
yine-upon The gentle shower and sparkling dew, upon
the velvet meadow with its tiny lambs, upon the buzz
zing bee the happy bird and gaydressed butterfly
Who cannot realise the blissul Eden when the twi-
light zephyrs wait home tie odors from honeySucle,
Jasmine aud rose covered bowers. Beautiful indeed
are all of these and even when seated by the winter
fire. listening bowling winds their memory willsteai
upon mind, like some happy dream we had when
happy child; and they over our hearts With the
innocent giadncss, We were wont to feel when first
bchcd them On OR fathers plantation wv think Of
the roses then plueked, unconscious Of tie pricky
thors as NC were 10 those Of coming fc. we think
Of the gentle shower in which Stood like the young
geese 10 enjoy the pleasure Of shaking cugls we
call 10 mind the green meadow over which we have
sported with a brother or sister, chasing The ninbe
lambs; We think OF the singing bird, in whose nest we
have peeped vet dared not tout think of the but
teray on whose wings, thought tile beauty Of the
whole world was painted; and fuitless chase that
las been sadly realised il other pursuits through tie
rugged path of life we have thus far troddcn. All
these things rush upon memories and make Il, feel
how dear this season must be to Us for these
sociations alone.
Though We may have passed that RuNcon Of early
innocence and childish sport and the summer autumn
AHA winter Of life lave gathered around rs with sub
dued enotous yet che deep gushing affections we first
learned the shrine Of spring, seems like lone bright
star in dalhened hemisphere thai viii often guide
our memories Buck t. What we HAVE REEN, ana what
we could once teei-aAd tho"Sh Gaze sooner 'n years
may gather our feelings ana anec''o"S III " na''o"
channel yet With some OF US tna channel Is deeper -
well more still;-and their memory holds spell over us
we would not bre4k> II we cooid-tho"sh the heart
should become encased II adaman and the 6cst atfec-
tons wrecked upon the many shoals OF time, yet it
cannot become wholly indifferent 70 the cheering voice
Of spring, HoweTertnl the heart may he Of nope or
oy there is something whispers to Us these joy are
nged with decay and will not remain and with grasp
ing souls gather its fleeing pleasures 50 soon hand
Cd on 70 the Ions month Of June Summer passes,
Uud its pleasures TOO but then comes the BEST season
with lis yellow leaf hi not melancholy, chat makes
many OF Us love this to ALL buC particularly
those III the country there is d chalin power pccu-
larl its own; il subdues tic inpcuous torrent into
the calm conviction that Cur earthly pleasures
destined to fade awav there is unison between this
season ana crushed hopes; there II whispering the
heart Of a time when the JOYS that bloomed for Us like
thp gDeuina spring and paled away before the autumn
blast will be renewed in eternal splcndor. Spring
time is too JOYOUS to lead is to reflection; We feel that
sc are hurricd on its vortex Of pleasure, and stop
not to ponder the future-thc PRESENTS all sufficient
but autumn, calm 1udan simmer enters solls, and
we are soohed into that peaceful chain Of reflections
that druggists own reward.
To us it is Joyful to walk into the woods whrre We
can behold the golden and crulsoned leaves weaving
gorgeous carpet beneath our feet-to see tie light
boTah hanging with fruit; 10 see the bird hiding its
Hid he auircl wthinccased agility eaping about
with nut in his month piling away MS winter stores
for instinct teaches it thu woods Will cease yield
and mans barns deny, save What he can pittcr. To
Sc the smoke curling from far off dwellings above tile
lea1ess. monarchs Of the forest; 70 hear the wood
mans axe whose echoes tell Of ogtres, and coming
SHOWS; to sit on the mosscoycrcd root Of some stately
tree, whose boughs formcda many keyedztoan, over
which the wind swept with magic SKILL a. it SANG
natures sweetest requiem, its farewell to the flowers
and foliage; ana while the pcbbly brook lit our fee
chimcd in its humble NOES, to gaze upon the cain
blue sky or the gorgeous Sky that floats over GU
hedds-to feel the passion subdung and soul eevatinE
influence of ell that is passing above and around us
barn destiny