Arizona citizen. [volume] (Tucson, Pima County, A.T. [i.e. Ariz.]) 1870-1880, 1873-08-02

tory to crossing the Atlantic, and
general run through the chief cite
of the old world, and to heighten tn
contrast as much as possible, [ cam
out here from New York to rusticat
a fortnight or so around my father
mansion.
Having noticed more or less rhym,
or poetry in THE CITIZEN columns,
will give you little from Joaquin
Miller's "Arizonan 1T may con.
tain some startling information to the
average resident of that land of the
scalpers. His most celebrated poem
commences with the following song
in the interest Of vegetarians and
other cattle:
And have said, and say it ever,
As the years go on and the world goes
over,
'Twere better to be content and clever
In the tending of cattle and tossing of
clover;
In the grazing of cattle and growing of
grain,
Than strong man striving for fame or
gain.
Be ever as kline in the red-tipped clover,
For they lie down and their rests are rests;
And the days are theirs, come sun come
rain,
To lie, rise up, and repose again;
Whi1n homo on6 an6 IL,
vain,
And hope to ride on the pillows of besoms,
And hope to rest III the haven of breasts,
Till the heart is sick and the fair hope
Be ever as clover with its crown of BIOS
SONS,
Kissed by kline and the brown sweet bee;
For they have the sun and moon and air,
And never biz Of the burden of care,
And with all our caring, what more have
We?
I would court content, like lover, lonely,
would WOO her, win her, and bear her
And never go over this white sea wall
For gold or glory or for aught at all.
1 never saw or heard of any Carl
conan !" suffering red hot with clover
of any kind before, but presume if
there was more water and less whisky
used in irrigating the Territory, even
timothy could be produced to some
extent. But you know how it is your
selves.
Miller evidently intended to locate
the poem in the neighborhood of
Wooster, but the noble red man Tor
woman) was ever uppermost in his
head, and SO he has wasted his clover
sweetness on the desert air of Arizona.
But it is a relief to get out of the hot
walls of New York this time of year
and into such truly rural retreat as
is extensively offered hereabouts. The
atmosphere is quite generally highly
scented with clover and the rank veg
citation incident to these old Western
States every June ard July. These
rolling lands look not unlike great
waves on a greater ocean of foliage;
no end to such scenery, almost tropi-
cal every way this season Of the year,
and nothing to recall the cold and
changeable cline that reigns here
more than half the year. The old
fashioned "stake-a nd-ridered worm
fences" are all that is in the way of
the scene being on every hand one of
gushing life; they are like lead pen
Gil tracings over a vast picture Of
green. And such chorus of birds as
no other land affords. As a regular
musical diet, give me Madames Kel-
logg, Lucca Sc Co., with Theodore
Thomas's orchestra, but for a crafty
ing change, this grand opera of nature
is quite agree BILE. Buttermilk
straight may not be SO poetical as the
fancy drinks Of Delmonicos, but it is
not to be sneezed at. Just now the
ripering wheat lends additional va
riety to the vegetable perfumery
every where to be had without money
and without price. There is nothing
more soothing to the average mind
than to ride along any one of the innu-
merable highways of Ohio, and i'm
bibe these reedy-made odors, an d
watch the honest farmer going
through his daily labor. I have a
sneaking notion that I enjoy my part
of the programme much more than he
does his. I am rather rusty on rural
husbandry to express an opinion, but
seems to me 1 have faint recollec-
ton that carrying on q farm in this
blissful landscape, has or had its lit
tie short comings. I would wager a
ten cent "chip hat" that the average