Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1864-04-08

If | bargain with him, he loves de-
liberation; he has an opinion, but it
only appears after long travail, and
of views--in the course
of which, he has whitfield a stout
billet of wood to a very fine point.
If | address him in the field, he stops
leans on his hoe-and is willing to
lavish upon me the only valuable
commodity for which he makes no
charge, to wit-his time.
Such a farmer repairs his barn
promptly, when the stills are giving
way; he does not hesitate at the
purchase of a likely pair of cattle
at a bargain; he will buy occasional
bags of guano, upon proof in his tur-
nip patch, or on his winter rye; but
if sub.soil pillow is recommended,
he gives sly twinkle to that grey
eve of his, and a complimentary al
fusion to the old Eagle No. 4, which
settles the business.
Such men are in their way-mon-
ey makers; but rather by dint OF
not spending, than by large profits
These back country gentlemen have
their families-educated thanks to
our schools system ;)-boys, lank at
the first, in short armed coats, and
with pinch of the vowel sounds in
their speech; but they do not lingcr
around such homestead they come
to the keeping of hotels, or of wood
yards on the Mississippi; many are
written down in the dead book OF
the war.
Our money saving farmers has his
daughter too, with her Chrysanthe-
NUNS and striped grass at the door,
and her, pink monster of a Hydran-
gea. She has her Lady's Book, and
her Ledger, and on such literary food
grows apacc but such reading does
not instiIl healthy admiration for
the dairy or butter making; rosy
cheeks and incrmined arms do not
belong to the heroines of her dreams.
do not think she ever heard Of Kit
Marlow's song -
Come live with me, and be my love-"
The faint echoes of the town in
fashion plates and sensation stories,
makes a weird, intoxicating music,
in listening to which, in weary be-
she has no ear for brisk
bird song. No wild flowers from the
wood are domesticated at her door.
catch no sight of sun bonnets, or of
garden trowels. Out of doors life
IS stunned; and hence comes shall
owness, narrowness-not even the
we'll developed physique of the town
girl, who has the pavements for her
q II d countermarches.
near, indeed, in summer weather, the
tinkle of a piano; but it rights
away the wrens; and of the two, |
must say that | prefer the wrens.
All this units for thorough sys-
pathy with the everyday life of the
and when common sympa
thies do not unite a family, its ca
reer breaks at the death Of the pat
ron. If there be nothing in the coun-
try life which can call out and sus-
tain the pride of all members Of the
country family, it can never offer
a tempting career to the young.
From these causes it is, that Doro-
thy will very likely be a weazen
faced old maid, hopeful Of anything
but the tender longing of Overbury's
Faire Milke-Maide.' Too instruct.
ed to admire the sharp roughnesses
of her why papa too liberalized, il
may be, by her re dill g, to bear
mildly his peevish closeness; not
kindling into love of the beauties
of nature, because none will sympa
thize with that love-dreaming ovel
books, that carry her to land Of mar
rage. and make her still more unti
for the every day duties of life $
not recognizing the heroism of sue
cessful struggle with mediocrity ant
homely duties ;-yearning for wha
is not to be hers, she has neither tn
vigor nor the wish to struggle.
SO, Dorothy is gone! Squire
says the country parson; Let u
prev to God for His blessing.
The darkened parlors are opene
now; the f q m er's daughter is
bride, and death is the groom.
The gilt backed books are dus
ed; the cobwcbs swept away; tn
black dress su lit rebrushed; tn
twinkle of the eye is temporarily bar
ished the neighbors are gathered
the wearning spoken; the process
sion moves; and the grave closes
all.
The Artemisias bloom on, an
the purple tufts of Hydrangea !
poor Dorthy's flowers!
1t is little picture from the lii
of certain money making farmer
who pinch-to save. There is
, jingling resonace of money at tn