The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1878-03-15

limb Of tree where 7 am lying till be .
is within a yard of me. He and his
mate will scurry up and down the great
black walnut, for my diversion, chat
ting like monkeys.
"Can / sign his death warrant who
has tolerated me about his grounds so
longp Not /. Let them steal and well
Gomez l am sure / should, had 1 the
same bringing mp and temptation. As
for the birds, / do not believe there is
one OF them but does more good than
harm aud Of how many featherless
bipeds can this be said .
The Professor thus concluding his lee
ture on birds, excused himself for the
performance Of college duties. Professor
Of Belles-Lctfres at Harvard, he left Us
to philOsOphize in his broad-armed,
easy-seated study chair-to rummage
among his books-tO converse with his
/ birds, and to mediate over the delight
l full situation OF highly-cultured man,
/ in his unpretending pleasant home
with a study-window looking out upon
birds, and fields, and flowers, orchards,
pines, and distant hills.
a poet, too; for there, all around him,
amid the rich gems of others thoughts,
lay his own wealth Of well-bOund vol
gold, ''The Biglow Papers" fireside
travels, miscellaneous works.
As / sat and unused, ] wondered
whether California was not mistake,
with its mild and spiritless climate-its
two seasons, monOtOnous Of sunshine
and mOnOtOnous of rain. Would il not
be more agreeable, more pleasant, and
more healthful TO hear the raving win
ter's storm-the pelting April rain-the
: mad March wind; TO feel the biting cold
, and burning heat, to see the bare leatiess
J forest trees, the golden autumn fOliagei
10 have sleet, snow, and hail, sleighing
in winter time; 10 be driven into the
house and out Of the streets at times %
be compelled to leave the mad, seethinR
: maelstrom Of eternal mouey-making loi
the repOse Of a good week of storm-tc
get rid OF these eternal blue, smiling
heartless skies-thesee ever-p pleasant days
Of gardens that blossom i'm January and
flowers that spread their fragrance u
unceasing bloom.
. We DO not wonder that New England
people love their rugged soil and thell
exacting and sometimes severe climate
What if they have no tule lands, will
an unfathOmable depth of soil; they
| can raise pumpkins and sweet corn, ant
, that is more than we can do. If theii
Strawberries are not as large as ours
I they are more highly favored. If they
, have a scarcity Of fruits at certain sea
J sons, they enjoy them the more whel
! they do have them. One tires Of laml
D and green peas, peaches and cream, al
s the while. Our apples are not as goo
e as New England apples, our celery ]
IS not as crisp. Our peaches are over
u grown and lack in flavor. We neve
e have butternuts, nor popcorn nor swee
. cider, in winter time No sleigh ride
d nor corn huskings, nor apple paring'
Y no great chimneys with broad fire
L places-nO pots hanging on swingin
l. cranes-nO roaring fires in front Of glow
p ing back lOgs-nO fireside circle arOun
es center-table, with work and book. Th
" real solemn truth is, that our climate
D. the DEVILS temptation 10 sloth and idll
d. ness. DEVILS industries flourish her
~ HoOdlumism is the growth Of climat
ly Home, fireside, blankets are not indi
pensable to boys, and the evening frOl
IN is advanced into the mOonlit night; Il
rs wharf or hay pile serves as a bed. tt
IL morning fruit wagon of summer, the r
IS fuse of stall or restaurant, are boar
r Then why should boys work or 90
be school, when life may be made one loI
"hookey ?" Why should the tramp gi'
es up his wanderings to help the farmer
90 his toll Life is TOO easy, and We te
ke there is some truth in Bob IngersOlI
All reflection that il needs ice, snow, al
to storm, and four seasons, TO enable
sy country to grow either great or go
10 men.-ArgOadW.