Rutland weekly herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1859-1877, 1871-08-17
Vermont Scenery.
POULTNEY, Aug. IA.

Editor Rutland Herald
GAS was musing by myself slone
My thoughts brought many things to work upon"
Which is probably the case with nearly
every Western man upon making his first
visit to the green hills of New England.
Thereie beauty and grandeur in natures
works, visible almost everywhere in the
beautiful scenery of the East, which can
but awaken pleasing emotions in the
mind of one habituated only the eternal
sameness of the Western prairies. And
to a mind which can harmonize in the
least with the beauties of natures works,
there is volumes of iAspfration TO be
drawn from a thousand sources. There
is a theory quite prevalent that the phys
zeal characteristics of a country has much
to do with it's people ; that beautiful
scenery, pure limped, living water, and Il
good atmosphere makes a social, brave
and christian people, while on the con-
trary the inhabitants of level countries
are less impulsive, and partake much of
the nature of the sluggard streams COM
mon in such countries. In over three
years constant travel we do not remember
a more pleasant trip than we have had
from the Hoos4c tunnel to this point
having come by "slow coaches" we were
enabled to stop at most of the many
beautiful villages which repose in the
valley, overlooked by the towering noun
tains, on eitheI side Lost in the contem-
plation of natures wonderful works, we
have drank in the pure invigorating at
mosphere with kind of poetical isspir
alton which carried us away to the land
of William Tell, or to the grand old
scenery of "Bonny Scotland" where Burns
oourted his Highland Mary There is
a majesty of beauty ia mountain scenery
that awakens the latent power of thu soul,
and calls forth whatever good it may con.
tain. Thus may we account for the pow
or and sweetness of Burns poems ; the
anfinching bravery of Tell, and the pat
riotism of our ever revered Washington.
Much has been said concerning the beau
ties of the wide expanding prairie7, of
our own great West, but, as for me, give
me the Highlands" where can see lofty
peaks rearing their heads aloft to kiss
the skies ripping streams. who's glee-
full splashings as they leap from from the
mountain side sings natures own melody,
and form q thousand fantastic beauties
that might we'll enchant the Fairy Land
itself. Now Mr.. Editor, in writing this
letter I had no other object in view than
saying few kind words for the hand
some young city of Poultney. The place
exhibits signs of vigorous life, and by its
clean and handsome appearance wins
golden opinions from all it's visitors. Some
bot months here, and probably no one
but those who are accustomed to the close
air and excitement of city life can fully
appreciate the comfort they are taking.
opine that it will be with consider
reluctance that many of these visitors
will return to their homes. There are
two hotels in the place, the Beaman
House, and the Poultney House, of the
former we know nothing personally, but
of the latter we can speak advisedly. The
house is of brick, large AID rosmv, hand
somely furnished, and is probably az well
kept as any east of the Alleghanies The
tourist always finds home here, where
everything needful for his comfort await
his commands. Thompson as "mine host"
is emphatically the fright man in the
right place" and is always ready and will
ing to administer to the wants of his
guests--something that seems to be of
only secondary Importance with the ma
iority of landlords. Tho touristEmay
stop one day at good hotel, but be gem
orally is compelled to do pennance by
stopping two at miserably poor one.
Dock.