The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1868-11-17
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Nothing, q Poet saves day in ocio.
her amone the mountains 80 Western
4 Vermont. Ahen the iaxariant beauty Of
ea1ly Summer Is REMEMBERED rs more
"by reason q The glory which excel
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The fony ofmen is glaiingly illustrat-
ID ia the tagegness Vlth which they
lau away from nature the instant that
custom sounds her recall to The cjly.
aud resume the arudgely Of artificial
life. I speak, oi course. only of those
who have the power to 50 whittier they
will, when they viii Custom ordains
that aid summer and the dog days
shall be eadurei IN the country, but it
is not criminal to be seen on Broadway
after tie Grst 81 September, ana accord
ingly, The great host 81 exiles rush pcll
nell cityward. on the 3lst Of Aug ust,
their foolish eyes ablaze with delight
at the return 70 Vanity Fair, not know
ing. or not caring that natures cLoic-
est treasures are to be displayed dur
ing The two succeeding months upon
the hillsidos, and amid the sylvan re-
treats from which they hy so madly y.--
But the great-hearted mother does not
sit down in sack-cloth and ashes TO
mourn over this desertion; no she sings
instead
What care for thy carelesaness
/ give from depths that overflow
Regardless that my power to bless
Thy soul can neither feel nor know;
and the feast Of ingathering being at
hand, she clothes herself in her gar
mouts Of praise and adorns hill and
valley, and every most hidden nook
throughout her realm with holiday
beauty never dreamed Of by summer
tourists.
Thus | meditated as in early Oeto-
Der drove by the deserted hotels in
Manchester where not single indiyid-
ual Of the hundreds of summer guests
fingered in loving reverence to see the
miracle of the year wrought upon these
foresight mountains.
That Dorset is early forsaken of its
city guests one cannot wonder so much,
since it seems to be kind of Saints
Rest, whittier scarcely any pilgrims
come who are not OF the holy tribe,
and of course when the hocks flee to
the home-fold the pastors must follow
Rev. DR. Prentiss makes this his sum
mer home, and has nearly completed a
large gabled house admirably situated
so that every outlook commands DIS
tinct and beautiful picture of the va
ried landscape. Hither too comes an
nually she who chooses to be un-nam-
ed, but whom every mother who has
read to eager listeners that pearl of
books for little children, Susy's SIR
Birthdays, calls blessed
A Palestine traveller, who summered
here, declares that even "as the noun
tains are round about Jerusalem" so
do they encompass this delightful Yer
mont town. But the holy hills can new
er rival these mountains in their au-
tumnal glory.
Looking from the 'little Paradise
on the "West Road" where | write,
across a narrow valley, the mountains
stretching for miles, from north to
south, are so ranged and moulded as to
display incomparably the magnifcence
Of the autumnal foliage which enwrap
them. Such masses OF gorgeous color
! have never seen elsewhere.
The daily drives are indescribably
rich in varied beauty, and conversation
becomes only succession of explosive
obs and abs, and 10 heres and 10 there's.
Even Qucenie's Jimmy-Jack seems to
have caught the enthusiasm, for when
he was found at the window with his
long-suffering body contorted in an ag-
onizing manner, his scarlet legs being
knotted over his woolly head-and in
quiry was made as to the wherefore,
his baby advocate remarked with en-
/ phasis: "Why, don't you know what
my Jimmy-Jack's doin'? He's takin' a
artists uie,o Of Green Peak, Of course. "
We others are not content with an
artists view Of this remarkable noun
tain but climb its northern side, not to
the summit, where the limestone alb
/ rupty changes to talcose slate, and th e
flaming gold and ruby Of the maple for
es,s is suddenly extinguished By a
sharp little cap OF back spruces, but TO
the cave 700 feet below This cave Of
solid marble was evidently hewn and
sculptured by the God Of waters, altho'
according to Prof Hitchcock, the God
Of the winds is now in possession. Sew
erAl years ago Green Peak Was visited