Daily Davenport Democrat. [volume] (Davenport, Iowa) 1864-1874, 1868-10-07


Autumn has really come Nesr week
ago mysfivc year old boy. with the intuitive
perception o. things which causes pu,ridss
chicks TO "break and take cover" when
suddenly startled, said, "Oh, I wish the
leaves wouldn't iall,' and at the time there
was nothing in tbs conversation cr in the
sombre evening shade n our broad. pleas
ant common to suggest his words. But
though the gardens were never richer In
floral beauty, and though the frost has not
yet begun 10 place upon the forest trees the
lines where beauty fingers until the dead OF
winter. the spirit Of the fall is abroad in the
air. and We all, consciously or not, feel his
influence. The flower garden, which, in
MAY. modestly appealed to US through its
delica,sly allied tints Of leaf and flower,
now boldly challenges with strongly con.
trastsd hues, rich purple or yellow, on
glossy or dead green backgrounds, and will
accept no minor tribute Of admiraiion.-
Thus will stand through short, brigh, days,
the aristocratie dshlis, the vevsty mari gold,
ard then on some bright Silly night, they
too will learn the great mystery, and in the
they will hang their poo. power
less arms by their sides, and out OF thsir
dropping heads SOW along the brown earth
sadness and the thoughts Of death. But
that 10 weeks 81, A. yet, We hope, and We
will enjoy what IL, without borrow wing
trouble. What change has come over the
corn, too Only a few short weeks ago.
and, ss an imaginative writer has IL, 1.-THE
corn, thrustiug its pointed shoots through
the surfacs-earth. upon each tiny baycnct
point inpaling the gaunt finger Of famine;
then with rus,ling leaves and graceful
head, nodding acquaintance TO its fellows,
Cor the season the ornament Of the farm
now stands stripped OF its lettering and
gliding, the incarnation OF the most prosaic
fact by the most poetical Of procssses. Even
in the narrow road leading TO our river
meadows, bordersd by willows and backed
by woods. there 10 no mistake possible for
the new smell Of tho willow 10 no more,
but one suggestive Of passing on and all
the wealth Of odos which he clamborinR
grapevine endowed the nsighborheod,
making the nose, BY the necessities Of res
pirations. . wine-bibbsr, 10 gene, quite
gone. The bonssst, with ito reddish.
brown tuftsd blossoms, the pendant elder.
berries. black aud shining % the beads Of .
nun, represent the department Of wild
flowers. % far % this road 10 concerned,
unless one will penetrate into the near bog,
and break one Of the cat o'-nins tails that
stand 90 firmly just out Of reach, towering
above the PUSHES which surround, and have
heretofore kept pace with them. But to
one who had known the country in the
spring or early summer, in no respect
would the change seem greater than in
the animal life, and especially the birds.
Where be now syour robins, your spar
rows and you bobo' links, which we're
wont in the early mornings to give
from which the listener
used never to come away disap-
pointed, nor performer TO stay away
from sudden indisposit,on3 Note ore, ard
hs who would end his own favoritss must
know whore to look for them. The spar.
row still hangs about our hedges, but be 10
, mere bankrupt 10 the matter Of notes, and
We keep him for the same reason that the
broken soldier was kindly babe to stay. The
pied bsbolink, losing bis vocal power and
pretty dress at the same time, and having
little to recommend him, has taken himself
away to the marshes Of Marylan where, a.
the reed bird, he will live for . while, until
the "wsstsring winds" Of the later fall COM
pei him to further migration, when be will
turn up in Carolina, with another alias and
more flesh on his bones-th ricc-bird Of
Charleston game suppers. But Marimon
At Lady lieron's bail was as little to be
9th Marimon living dead At Flod-
den. IS is The epicurian tit-bit Of these sup
psrs to the little black and buff bunch of
winged ecstacy that starts out Of our bloom
ing apple trees in Nav and sows the air
with pearls Of melody, while he drops,
rather than flies, down to the alder bush
which bends and eways beneath his tiny
weight. The robin is still here, but only
as a bird Of passage; tho flocks remaining
arc Of Mr.. Micawber's family, to embark for
Australia, in their restless, useless activity.
On the southerly side OF the pine woods,
which open out on berry pastures, they may
be seen in the morning, but scarcely heard,
their only note sharp signal-call, which
bears the relation TO their spring songs that
, rifle shot does to the tone Of flute Dodg-
ing through the alders, ono sees, occasion
ally, a cat-bird, but the single note that
generally provokes a dislodging stone from
the juvenile passer by in summer is not
ueAiu, hot yves Be Gtlethlt 10 Iccali strain
Ct the tune which he, a thrush, and allied
to the mocking bird, knows he ought to be
able to sing, and 50 is always unsuccess-
fully cndcnvcring to remember. but con-
tents himself in forever knowing on" Far
oil, on the hillsides, the s,rident notes Of
the blue jay are to be heard, and We know
be is getting his pipes In order for the win
tors singing. and laying up memories Of
promising OAKS, from which to draw the
acorn supplies.
Around TIE house one hears no more the
hot scintillations Of the cicada, sounding as
though blown from boundless wastes of
burning sand but tho muttudinous voice
Of crickets instead, creaking through The
still hours of night; still. save when some
ambitious three months cockerel, remem-
oering bis newly-acquired capacity. breaks
'orth into intermittent abridged Growing,
Ind the grave senior Of the harem, to show
hat folly 10 not exclusively .. youthful at
tribute. joins in the concert that disturbs
re rest Of the nsighberhcod.
These things. among many. the thought
Tul observer tees. and feels thankful for the
goodness that blends 50 much Of interest
Ind beauty even with our rustic lfe.-
Springfield Republican.
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