The Cairo bulletin. [volume] (Cairo, Ill.) 1872-1878, 1876-09-24

that laugh with it in every hue of glory,
under every rugged wall of stone and be-
side livery hill led, laughing stream'ct."
spring in the north il child that wakes
from dreams of death spring ia the south
- child that wakes from 1reams OF love.
one is rescued and welcomed from the
grave /; the other "comcs smiling on a sun
beam from heaven" There is nothing on
earth like the smile Of these suniit mout-
tains and valleys and boundlcss prarcs
and bright river when awakened by spring
after doing through the winter in the de-
liciOrs odors OF ccdarwood fires. 4" Thee
is CLEAN OF divine glory in it, and one
leans down and basks in the sweet air that
!. like a breath OF Paradise
Glad and gracious days through tW clNe
month have shed II ION us continuous luster.
and we may well love to lingcr on them.
OF all the years OF our lives this has been
ilumined with the sweetest sunlight.
Never have flowers blossomed more bright
ly, or fruits ripencd more gen crously, or
waters murmured more swcetly, or birds
sung more chsrmngly than through all the
months of this wondrous year. To rise
when all these hills and mountains and
plains are flushed with the spieDdors OF the
earliest dawn to traverse even in midwin-
ter deep green cotton ii' Ids while scarlet
flowers clasp the gliding feet to watch the
purple wrath of rain haunting the silyery
fairness Of the particolored hills to see the
shadows chase the suns rays on the dusky
sides of Mount Bonnell to feel the living
light OF the cloudless day beat as with a
million pulses to 90 out into the lustre of
the night aflame with astral splendors until
the dark, still plains and deep and darker
valleys blaze like phosphorescent sea to
breathe the wondrous air, soft as the first
imprisoned kisses of young love and rich
as inc with delicious odor- of a world Of
fiowers-these have been our joys, a. was
written of Italy-thc joys at once OF the
senses snd the soul. This is the dreamland
Of the continent, and the cold breath that
comes now and then from icy caverns be-
meath hyperborean SHOWS imbues us with
stronger affection for the homes We have
delicious breeZes, which, VAIN with the
life blood OF the equator, come tripping
away from the tropics with laps full OF
roses
Austin must become the abiding place oil
poetry, the chosen seat OF learning and ART
and OF statecraft, the worthy capital OF q
matches emf ire. AT night when the bril-
liant stars, shining more resplendently here
than elsewhere In America, deck the heav
ems, and when the moon rests on the sum
nit OF the mountains the city becomes lus
| trous against the shadows OF the night.
| The Colorado cleaning in its stony bank.
like stream of liquid silver, grows white
in the shadows of the night and break.
| forth with sealike sound against rugged
| walls that hedge II In. The little city
| about which the river bend. like the {" DO 4
| OF pl omise,' nestled among hills and val
| leys, is dreaming Of grander years to come
| The light that breaks upon the future ii
more grateful and brilliant because OF TIT
darkness and night from which we hay
emerged, and II nature may be prophe tic
the charms Of these tropical days, gliding
with namelcss splendor the dawn of tn
century, portend for the commonwealth
and its capital glorious destiny.