Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1867-05-25
Central Park.

1t being the first Saturday i'll May,
thousands ofall classes wended their way
to Central Park in order to be present at
the Inauguration OF the spring season
with music, but they were doomed to dis
appointment, for no music was there, Not
withstanding the, disappointment, every
one enjoyed themselves to the. utmost,
the beautiful avenues, walks, and paths
which threaded their way amid the ,laby-
rinth of shrubbery and shaded dells were
crowded with the pleasure-seeking null
titudes. Spring is putting. on its gar
ments, and the budding trees and bushes
were filed with beautiful birds, which
have become so accustomed to the sights
Of the multitude as to feel ne, fear Swans
glided gracefully over the placed bosom
Of the lakes, while the boats, filed with
happy, laughing crowds. disputed ,possr
ession of the water with the feathered
tribe Onthe lawns the rabbits sported,
the pea-fowl sent forth its discordant cry.
Guinea-fowl ran shylY from bushito brake,
and nature appeared animated. Here
and there a modest flower unfolded Its
beauties, and shrubs covered with bios
SONS scattered fragranes in the air. On
the mall the camel was paraded by an in
diyidral in the gar b of'ai Bedouin Arab,
for the benefit of all the little ones who
wished to ride. Scattered over the face
of the landscape, laborers were to be seen
rolling the walks and drives or cutting
theagrass. Ascending the knob near the
reservoir. the panorama was most ,beauti
full. In every direction, were to be seen
dashing equipages with their liveries,
beautiful women, and gallant men dash
ing along on steeds ofahigh mettle, pc
destrians in every style Of garb, and in
fact everything that could lend, enchant-
ment to the scene was there. Crossing
a natural bridge, and decending by All
abrupt path, the visitor enters the fa-
nous cave, which, having passed through
in almost darkness, he comes out into a
dell into which extends an arm OF the
lake. and from which the egress is by an
almost perpendicular set of steps cut out
of the solid rock Pass where you will,
through dell, over hill, ,,round by themar-
gin of the lake or amid the groves that
stud the hill side, the scene is one of un-
paralleled beauty! There is food for the
poet, painter, philosophefyniah of leisure,
man of business, doctor, lawyer, or divine,
merchant or mechanic; noi matter how
exalted or how. humble the mans station
in life, there is food for. contemplation,
and Improvement. There is nature, but
it is nature improved by art. 1t is as some
thing to be seen and not to be described,
for orfdescription fails. 5AF .r1ase'1JG I
: sNEwsPAPER, CHANGE n. Y, In
dpen0ert arm nouneed week or two since
that it will not hereafter be in. any sense
or degree an organ Of the Congregation
alists, but "a weekly religious Journal,
abandoning the discussions of doctrines
and creeds. The editor isays:,J bglnfi54 /
$50 many men possess worse creeds and
yet better characters. than ourselves that
we totally despair of reforming the whole
world into moral goodness through the
marrow methodsdf one prescribed belief
= = : - These columns, therefore,
are consecrated to God and man; to rei-
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and equality;;d to the family. and the
Isweet human charities literature, art and
industry; in word, to human progress.