Prescott journal. [volume] (Prescott, Wis.) 1861-1871, 1863-10-31
For the Prescott Journal.
SeDfember Days.

light in its clear depths. Was it not of
such day as this that HERBERT, gentle
hearted old poet, wrote ?
Sweet day 50 cool, so calm, 50 bright
The bridal OF the earth and sky"
Look at yonder sunlit panorama OF
clouds Was ever a picture SO exquis-
itely perfect Clouds feccy white.
brighter than silver and softer than down,
grouped with darker masses with uncom-
parable fneness of shading, and light
and graceful shapes.
CLAUDE never painted landscape
with such sof;ness and delicacy Of color
ing the canvas Of the glorious old mas
ters never bore such perfection Of lin
ming, such matchless blending of light
and shade, and such magniicencc of eff
feet. Only the Great Master can give us
n scene of such ineffablc beauty, with cy-
or changing alterations, fairer each mo
ment than the last /; and atrial forms
which the eye Of fancy can translate to
rock, and wood, and castle turrct, and
ocean surge, and strange wandering bird
with wide spread Wings, and floating
shadowy imagery, seen elsewhere only
in the land of dreams.
1t mocks the painters art to copy or
to shadow forth in dim portrayal. Could
those pure and glowing tints be transfer
rcd to our walls, how would they refresh
our world-weary eyes, and shed a peace
full blessing upon our daily life. Such
n picture should be cuTtainod with azure
drapery and only in our best hours,
our higl est and most appreciative moods,
should the veil be lifted, that we might
look upon lis lovely serenity, and take
into our souls new visions Of the beauti
full, new conceptions Of goodness, love,
and truth, that should remain with us
throughout the lIfe-battle, and make us
moro gentle, patient, and hopeful, with
gaze of faith more firmly fixed upon the
eternal beauty and love Of tho waiting
Beyond.
Such are the gems Of Divine art that
hang in the sky arched gallery Of Sep
temher-and many another has she with
design rare and various. There is the
bare harvest field with the charm Of r.ch
uggestiveness-rem reminding us how It
crew-oreen and grcener in the spring.
time with the young and growing grain
that waved in graceful pillows Mt the
lightest breath of summer-how the
shadows played merily over it, till it ri
pened TO q pale golden brown, and fell
in long rows ut the touch Of the reaper,
to rise again, and dot with shcavcs the
field, busy with tho farmers pleasing in
dustry.
There are forest views, TRANSPORTED
with tho first flush Of the Autumn glory,
to splendors of which there was no sign
in their earlier guise of sylvan green.-
Every tree is q showing lis coiors :" and
the dark aiSlcs of the woods are Ike
some ancient field decorated for chivalric
tilt anl tournament, with the pompous
hcraldry Of knights and nol'lcs, gay BAN
ncrs, and flutiering pcEnons. The oaks
display their crimson strcamers, bright
and dark, naples are gorgeous in gold
aud orange ; and the sumachs glow in
the woods and wales like masses Of scar
let flame. Tall trees that waved their
branches with cool whispering leaves in
the summer heats, still thou htlessIy toss
their bright hued foliage in lightsome
sport, as if Unconscious that mighty for
ces are laboring in all their tiny cells, so
quietly, yet 50 surely, docs Nature work
these my stca changes.
The Wild grapevine That is clingng to
tho knarled old tree trunk, climbing
higher and higher ever year, giving it
the sembance of SOME ivy mantled tow
or, has been drinking in the sunshine Of
our long still day end now that its
greenness and grace is falling into the
"serc and yellow leaf" hangs out its
rich purple clusters, an ample compensa-
tion-the fruition Of its aspiring life.
June roses faded, as the violets and
aacmones Lad before; the tremulous
harebeihaud the penciled foxglovc pass
cd away; but the golden rod and aster
came. The lily with its classic urn, and
the delicate veinel lnoccasin flower are
gone, but the blue fringed gentiau opens
! its starry blossoms for the coronaI of
September. So rich is Natures loving
bounty, that ever as ono Joy is taken
away another is given, and though june
no longer smiles, we have the pensivc
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