Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1868-06-18
June:

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Summer has come. In the face of tho
skeptic who yet hugs himself within his
great coat. and twirls his umbrella threat
cningly, this assertion is made. Ii is
granted that the cynic has reason TO sneer
at the confiding, in view of the unaccoun-
table disappearance of Spring. this year;
but the premonitory symptoms of white
vests, and the increased brilliancy of our
thorougbfares, convey 10 him that his
Occupation is gone indeed" If the ca
price of April fretted us, and the almost
unparalleled severity of the ''merrie month
of May" forbade the softer sex perambula-
ton 10y such harsh counsclors as biting
winds, and heavy rain storms, they have
but increased our appreciation for the June
that has burst so auspiciously upon us.
For it was June indeed that greeted the
toil-worn on last Monday; June in all its
smiles. 1t looked even lovelier by con-
tIast with the departing frown of Spring.
This June is gorgeous month; its hues,
its perfumes, and its sounds, arc in fit com
pany with itself. The sky looks more
deeply blue; the flowers seem tn be in
greater pride; nature puts on all her splen-
dor at this time. The showers that fall
enhance rather than decrease the exquisite
tout ensemble; for, as the tear of pity
quivering with thousand scintillations
on the eyelid, lends unto the human face
the highest expression that can be imprint
ed thereon, SO, in an equal measure, to the
countless jewellets Of moisture glistening
like powdered diamonds on the regal rose,
or the soft green herb Of the wayside, is
nature indebted for her most perfect
beauty. 1t is hard for the dweller within
the hot and dusty city TO conceive the fair
ness of The pastoral scene; and this is not
because he loves not, or less appreciates
the beauty and fragrance of the June that
rcigns DER the field and mountain, but be-
cause his contact with the many -toneuei
roar of cosmopolity deadens the soul TO
that most o'erwecning charm in rural Sum-
merits entire peace. That stiffness,
broken alone by the constant whisper of
the insect world, is elequcncc to those who
study nature and learn its truths.
The roses of June belong to this month
alone in their peculiar freshness and luxu-
rance; and TO them, and TO the season
wherein they attain their hight Of attrac-
'ivenes, what does not the poet owe:
Horace Smith, who. apart from satire,
welded a gentle and kindly pen, in unison
with all beauty, thus wrote of Summer
| flowers:
Meath cloistercd boushs. each floral bell that
| swingeih;
| Aud tolls its perfume 10 tile passing air
Makes Sabbath in the fields, aud ringeth
| a call To prayer
The rose, queen of flowers, theme of
song-makcrs, and pledge of lovers, ex-
pands into its mostrefulgent brilliancy and
depth of coloring in June. 1t is blessing
TO the rich and poor alike, lighting up both
mansion and homestead with its crimson
splendor. How welcome after tho long,
weary Winter, is this Summer, this break
ing of the throIl of wind and wet, that has
kept us fearful to venture from the city.
The fine weather is indeed boon 10 all;
more especially to those who throughout
the week labor increasingly, and on Sunday
seek rest and quiet enjoyment in the green
lanes and flower studded fields of the
neighboring country. The sunshine OF
the last few days gives prediction of fine
weather, "sc non zero, e ben trOrotO. y
Let us hope that the genial change is dcs-
tined TO he long one, and will afford TO
all recompcnse aetoto for what they
may have suffered in the past long and Sc
we're Winter. One proof Of the confidence
people feel in the month being satisfacto.
riy fine is the numerous advertisements OF
pic-nics and pleasure excursions which
dot the streets And in view of the plea
SAINT season that is inaugurated, what moro
apt than the poets aposirephc?
"They GOMEZ the merry Summer months Of beauty,
| song. and flowers;
| They come, the giadsome months that bring thick
| leanness to bowers.
Up. up, my heart, and walk abroad; fling cark and
care aeid-;
Seek silent hilIs or rest thyself where peaceful
| tiers glide;
Or underneath the shadow vast Of patrisrchal tree
| tranquility
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